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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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'Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all.
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I am any man's suitor, If any will be my tutor: Some say this life is pleasant, Some think it speedeth fast, In time there is no present, In eternity no future, In eternity no past. We laugh, we cry, we are born, we die. Who will riddle me the how and the why?
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What the sunshine is to the flower, the Lord Jesus Christ is to my soul.
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Tis not too late to seek a newer world.
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Life is brief but love is LONG .
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Thou madest man, he knows not why, he thinks he was not made to die.
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Like glimpses of forgotten dreams.
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Faith lives in honest doubt.
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The city is built To music, therefore never built at all, And therefore built forever.
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And others' follies teach us not, Nor much their wisdom teaches, And most, of sterling worth, is what Our own experience preaches.
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All experience is an arch wherethrough gleams that untravelled world whose margin fades for ever and for ever when I move.
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He that shuts love out, in turn shall be Shut out from love, and on her threshold lie, Howling in outer darkness.
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O last regret, regret can die!
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Jewels five-words-long, That on the stretch'd forefinger of all Time Sparkle forever.
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A beam in darkness: let it grow.
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I waited for the train at Coventry I hung with grooms and porters on the bridge, To watch the three tall spires and there I shaped The city's ancient legend into this.
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His honour rooted in dishonour stood, And faith unfaithful kept him falsely true.
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And the sun went down, and the stars came out far over the summer sea, But never a moment ceased the fight of the one and the fifty-three.
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And the stately ships go on To their haven under the hill But O for the touch of a vanished hand, And the sound of a voice that is still!
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All is well, tho' faith and form Be sunder'd in the night of fear.
Alfred Lord Tennyson
