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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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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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For love reflects the thing beloved.
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Her court was pure, her life serene God gave her peace her land reposed A thousand claims to reverence closed.
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The still affection of the heart Became an outward breathing type, That into stillness past again, And left a want unknown before Although the loss had brought us pain, That loss but made us love the more.
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The vow that binds too strictly snaps itself.
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Nor is it wiser to weep a true occasion lost, but trim our sails, and let old bygones be.
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Men may come and men may go but I go on forever.
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Kind hearts are more than coronets, And simple faith than Norman blood.
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The woman is so hard Upon the woman.
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Twilight and evening bell, And after that the dark! And may there be no sadness of farewell, When I embark For though from out our bourne of Time and Place The flood may bear me far, I hope to see my Pilot face to face When I have crossed the bar.
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Like glimpses of forgotten dreams.
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I thought I could not breathe in that fine air That pure severity of perfect light I yearned for warmth and colour which I found In Lancelot.
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Though thou wert scattered to the wind, Yet is there plenty of the kind.
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To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.
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This truth within thy mind rehearse, That in a boundless universe Is boundless better, boundless worse.
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Happy he With such a mother! faith in womankind Beats with his blood, and trust in all things high Comes easy to him and tho' he trip and fall, He shall not blind his soul with clay.
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Dear as remembered kisses after death, And sweet as those by hopeless fancy feign'd On lips that are for others deep as love, Deep as first love, and wild with all regret O Death in Life, the days that are no more!
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Better not be at all than not be noble.
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That which we are, we are.
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That a lie which is all a lie may be met and fought with outright, But a lie which is part a truth is a harder matter to fight.
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