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A beam in darkness: let it grow.
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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Our hoard is little, but our hearts are great.
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Words, like nature, half reveal and half conceal the soul within.
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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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The sin That neither God nor man can well forgive.
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There has fallen a splendid tear From the passion-flower at the gate. She is coming, my dove, my dear She is coming, my life, my fate The red rose cries, She is near, she is near And the white rose weeps, She is late The larkspur listens, I hear I hear And the lily whispers, I wait.
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Better fifty years of Europe than a cycle of Cathay.
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The last great Englishman is low.
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the shell must break before the bird can fly.
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The Gods themselves cannot recall their gifts.
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Every man at time of Death, Would fain set forth some saying that may live After his death and better humankind For death gives life's last word a power to live, And, lie the stone-cut epitaph, remain After the vanished voice, and speak to men.
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I am on fire within. There comes no murmur of reply. What is it that will take away my sin, And save me lest I die?
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My doom is, I love thee still. Let no man dream but that I love thee still.
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That which we are, we are.
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Dear as remembered kisses after death, And sweet as those by hopeless fancy feign'd On lips that are for others deep as love, Deep as first love, and wild with all regret O Death in Life, the days that are no more!
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God's finger touched him, and he slept.
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The long day wanes: the slow moon climbs: the deep Moans round with many voices. Come, my friends, Tis not too late to seek a newer world.
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Oh that it were possible, After long grief and pain, To find the arms of my true love, Around me once again
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A smile abroad is often a scowl at home.
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And wheresoe'er thou move, good luck Shall fling her old shoe after.
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That loss is common would not make My own less bitter, rather more: Too common! Never morning wore To evening, but some heart did break.
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