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Here at the quiet limit of the world.
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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I stood on a tower in the wet, And New Year and Old Year met, And winds were roaring and blowing: And I said, O years, that meet in tears, Have ye aught that is worth the knowing? Science enough and exploring, Wanderers coming and going, Matter enough for deploring, But aught that is worth the knowing?
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Flower in the crannied wall, I pluck you out of the crannies, I hold you here, root and all, in my hand, Little flower-but if I could understand What you are, root and all, all in all, I should know what God and man is.
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Willows whiten, aspens quiver, Little breezes dusk and shiver.
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Though thou wert scattered to the wind, Yet is there plenty of the kind.
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The bearing and the training of a child Is woman's wisdom.
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Till last by Philip's farm I flow To join the brimming river, For men may come and men may go, But I go on for ever.
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The words 'far, far away' had always a strange charm.
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But for the unquiet heart and brain A use in measured language lies The sad mechanic exercise Like dull narcotics numbing pain.
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Nor at all can tell Whether I mean this day to end myself, Or lend an ear to Plato where he says, That men like soldiers may not quit the post Allotted by the Gods.
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Like a dog, he hunts in dreams.
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The old order changeth, yielding place to new, and god fulfills himself in many ways, lest one good custom should corrupt the world.
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Gorgonised me from head to foot With a stony British stare.
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