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If Nature put not forth her power About the opening of the flower, Who is it that could live an hour?
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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On all things created remaineth the half-effaced signature of God, Somewhat of fair and good, though blotted by the finger of corruption.
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All night have the roses heard The flute, violin, bassoon All night has the casement jessamine stirr'd To the dancers dancing in tune Till a silence fell with the waking bird, And a hush with the setting moon.
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Dowered with the hate of hate, the scorn of scorn, The love of love.
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The greater person is one of courtesy.
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And the days darken round me, and the years, Among new men, strange faces, other minds.
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To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.
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Ring out the grief that saps the mind, for those that were here we see no more.
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Happy days roll onward leading up to golden years.
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Shall it not be scorn to me to harp on such a moulder'd string? I am shamed through all my nature to have lov'd so slight a thing.
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I do but sing because I must and pipe but as the linnets sing.
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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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Willows whiten, aspens quiver, Little breezes dusk and shiver.
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The passionate heart of the poet is whirled into folly and vice.
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Shall eagles not be eagles? wrens be wrens? If all the world were falcons, what of that? The wonder of the eagle were the less, But he not less the eagle.
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How fares it with the happy dead?
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And statesmen at her council met Who knew the seasons, when to take Occasion by the hand, and make The bounds of freedom wider yet.
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That man's the true Conservative who lops the moldered branch away.
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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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God's finger touched him, and he slept.
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That which we are, we are, and if we are ever to be any better, now is the time to begin.
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