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The woman's cause is man's: they rise or sink Together.
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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For this is England's greatest son, He that gain'd a hundred fights, And never lost an English gun.
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God gives us love! Something to love He lends us but when love is grown To ripeness, that on which it throve Falls off, and love is left alone: This is the curse of time.
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Be near me when my light is low... And all the wheels of being slow.
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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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Nor is it wiser to weep a true occasion lost, but trim our sails, and let old bygones be.
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And the days darken round me, and the years, Among new men, strange faces, other minds.
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The sin That neither God nor man can well forgive.
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Jewels five-words-long, That on the stretch'd forefinger of all Time Sparkle forever.
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Oh yet we trust that somehow good will be the final goal of ill!
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And every dew-drop paints a bow.
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The city is built To music, therefore never built at all, And therefore built forever.
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Beauty and anguish walking hand in hand the downward slope to death.
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Battering the gates of heaven with the storms of prayer.
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Old men must die, or the world would grow mouldy, would only breed the past again.
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For always roaming with a hungry heart.
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God gives us love. Something to love He lends us but when love is grown To ripeness, that on which it throve Falls off, and love is left alone.
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A lie that is half-truth is the darkest of all lies.
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if you don't concentrate on what you are doing then the thing that you are doing is not what you are thinking.
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