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We are ancients of the earth, And in the morning of the times.
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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Evolution ever climbing after some ideal good, And Reversion ever dragging Evolution in the mud.
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The woods decay, the woods decay and fall.
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Man's word is God in man.
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This truth within thy mind rehearse, That in a boundless universe Is boundless better, boundless worse.
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The golden guess is morning-star to the full round of truth.
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The bearing and the training of a child Is woman's wisdom.
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Happy days roll onward leading up to golden years.
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Yonder cloud That rises upward always higher, And onward drags a laboring breast, And topples round the dreary west, A looming bastion fringed with fire.
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To me He is all fault who hath no fault at all: For who loves me must have a touch of earth.
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And this gray spirit yearning in desire To follow knowledge like a sinking star, Beyond the utmost bound of human thought.
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The dirty nurse, Experience, in her kind Hath fouled me.
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Into the valley of Death Rode the six hundred.
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I heard no longer The snowy-banded, dilettante, Delicate-handed priest intone.
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