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Tho' much is taken, much abides.
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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Let the great world spin for ever down the ringing grooves of change.
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He clasps the crag with crooked hands Close to the sun in lonely lands, Ringed with the azure world, he stands. The wrinkled sea beneath him crawls He watches from his mountain walls, And like a thunderbolt he falls.
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The bearing and the training of a child Is woman's wisdom.
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I am going a long way With these thou seëst-if indeed I go (For all my mind is clouded with a doubt)- To the island-valley of Avilion, Where falls not hail or rain or any snow, Nor ever wind blows loudly but it lies Deep-meadow'd, happy, fair with orchard lawns And bowery hollows crown'd with summer sea, Where I will heal me of my grievous wound.
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There sinks the nebulous star we call the sun.
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For love reflects the thing beloved.
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Who is wise in love, love most, say least.
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Hope Smiles from the threshold of the year to come, Whispering 'it will be happier'.
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Follow the deer? Follow the Christ the King. Live pure, speak true,right wrong, Follow the King-- Else, wherefore born?
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Battering the gates of heaven with the storms of prayer.
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Virtue must shape itself in deed.
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It is the little rift within the lute That by and by will make the music mute, And ever widening slowly silence all.
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And every dew-drop paints a bow.
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What! I should call on that Infinite Love that has served us so well? Infinite cruelty rather, that made everlasting hell, Made us, foreknew us, foredoom'd us, and does what he will with his own Better our dead brute mother who never has heard us groan.
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That which we are, we are, and if we are ever to be any better, now is the time to begin.
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The parting of a husband and wife is like the cleaving of a heart one half will flutter here, one there.
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Who trusted God was love indeed And love Creation's final law Though Nature, red in tooth and claw With ravine, shrieked against his creed.
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Fill the cup, and fill the can: Have a rouse before the morn: Every moment dies a man, Every moment one is born.
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