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That man's the true Conservative who lops the moldered branch away.
Alfred Lord Tennyson
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Alfred Lord Tennyson
Age: 83 †
Born: 1809
Born: August 6
Died: 1892
Died: October 6
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A louse in the locks of literature.
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Ah, Christ, that it were possible, For one short hour to see The souls we loved, that they might tell us What and where they be.
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And men, whose reason long was blind, From cells of madness unconfined, Oft lose whole years of darker mind.
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Love's too precious to be lost, A little grain shall not be spilt.
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In the Spring a livelier iris changes on the burnish'd dove In the Spring a young man's fancy lightly turns to thoughts of love.
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As she fled fast through sun and shade The happy winds upon her play'd, Blowing the ringlet from the braid.
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Shall the hag Evil die with the child of Good, Or propagate again her loathèd kind, Thronging the cells of the diseased mind, Hateful with hanging cheeks, a withered brood, Though hourly pastured on the salient blood?
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He makes no friend who never made a foe.
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There's no glory like those who save their country.
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Like a dog, he hunts in dreams.
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I cannot rest from travel I will drink Life to the lees.
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Guard your roving thoughts with a jealous care, for speech is but the dialer of thoughts, and every fool can plainly read in your words what is the hour of your thoughts.
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Do we indeed desire the dead Should still be near us at our side ? Is there no baseness we would hide ? No inner vileness that we dread ? How many a father have I seen A sober man, among his boys Whose youth was full of foolish noise.
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God and Nature met in light.
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Can calm despair and wild unrest Be tenants of a single breast, Or sorrow such a changeling be?
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This round of green, this orb of flame, Fantastic beauty such as lurks In some wild poet, when he works Without a conscience or an aim.
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I envy not in any moods The captive void of noble rage, The linnet born within the cage, That never knew the summer woods.
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Cleave ever to the sunnier side of doubt.
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