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A simple maiden in her flower, Is worth a hundred coats of arms.
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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Such a one do I remember, whom to look at was love.
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She has a lovely face God in his mercy lend her grace, The Lady of Shalott.
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Sweet is true love that is given in vain, and sweet is death that takes away pain.
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Tho' much is taken, much abides.
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All the windy ways of men Are but dust that rises up, And is lightly laid again.
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Is there evil but on earth? Or pain in every peopled sphere? Well, be grateful for the sounding watchword Evolution here.
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The splendour falls on castle walls And snowy summits old in story: The long light shakes across the lakes, And the wild cataract leaps in glory. Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying, Blow, bugle answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying.
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Nature, red in tooth and claw.
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By shaping some august decree, Which kept her throne unshaken still, Broad-based upon her people's will, And compass'd by the inviolate sea.
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But what am I? An infant crying in the night: An infant crying for the light: And with no language but a cry.
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