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How fares it with the happy dead?
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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Sweet were the days when I was all unknown, But when my name was lifted up, the storm Brake on the mountain and I cared not for it. Right well know I that fame is half disfame.
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The wind sounds like a silver wire, And from beyond the noon a fire Is pour'd upon the hills, and nigher The skies stoop down in their desire And, isled in sudden seas of light, My heart, pierced thro' with fierce delight, Bursts into blossom in his sight.
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Gorgonised me from head to foot With a stony British stare.
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So now I have sworn to bury All this dead body of hate I feel so free and so clear By the loss of that dead weight
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Who loves not Knowledge? Who shall rail Against her beauty? May she mix With men and prosper! Who shall fix Her pillars? Let her work prevail.
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I built my soul a lordly pleasure-house, Wherein at ease for aye to dwell.
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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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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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Men, my brothers, men the workers, ever reaping something new.
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And common is the commonplace, And vacant chaff well meant for grain.
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This truth within thy mind rehearse, That in a boundless universe Is boundless better, boundless worse.
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Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from the depths of some devine despair Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy autumn fields, And thinking of the days that are no more.
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I am on fire within. There comes no murmur of reply. What is it that will take away my sin, And save me lest I die?
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By blood a king, in heart a clown.
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From yon blue heaven above us bent, The grand old gardener and his wife Smile at the claims of long descent.
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There's no glory like those who save their country.
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Evolution ever climbing after some ideal good, And Reversion ever dragging Evolution in the mud.
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