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Men, my brothers, men the workers, ever reaping something new, That which they have done but earnest of the things which they shall do.
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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And ah for a man to arise in me, That the man I am may cease to be!
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Pray for my soul. More things are wrought by prayer Than this world dreams of: Wherefore, let they voice, Rise like a fountain for me night and day.
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Not wholly in the busy world, nor quite Beyond it, blooms the garden that I love. News from the humming city comes to it It sound of funeral or of marriage bells.
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Into the valley of Death Rode the six hundred.
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Better fifty years of Europe than a cycle of Cathay.
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Our little systems have their day They have their day and cease to be… And thou, O Lord, art more than they.
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Twilight and evening bell, and after that the dark! And may there be no sadness of farewell when I embark.
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So I find every pleasant spot In which we two were wont to meet, The field, the chamber, and the street, For all is dark where thou art not
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Not once or twice in our rough island story, The path of duty was the way to glory.
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Willows whiten, aspens quiver, Little breezes dusk and shiver.
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And out of darkness came the hands that reach through nature, moulding men.
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A man had given all other bliss, And all his worldly worth for this To waste his whole heart in one kiss Upon her perfect lips.
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To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.
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Through the ages one increasing purpose runs.
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I came in haste with cursing breath, And heart of hardest steel But when I saw thee cold in death, I felt as man should feel. For when I look upon that face, That cold, unheeding, frigid brown, Where neither rage nor fear has place, By Heaven! I cannot hate thee now!
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Can calm despair and wild unrest Be tenants of a single breast, Or sorrow such a changeling be?
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He that wrongs a friend Wrongs himself more, and ever bears about A silent court of justice in his breast, Himself the judge and jury, and himself The prisoner at the bar ever condemned.
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Blow trumpet, for the world is white with May.
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