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For every worm beneath the moon Draws different threads, and late and soon Spins, toiling out his own cocoon.
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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Gorgonised me from head to foot With a stony British stare.
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The wind sounds like a silver wire, And from beyond the noon a fire Is pour'd upon the hills, and nigher The skies stoop down in their desire And, isled in sudden seas of light, My heart, pierced thro' with fierce delight, Bursts into blossom in his sight.
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Here about the beach I wandered, nourishing a youth sublime With the fairy tales of science, and the long result of Time.
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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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Old age hath yet his honour and his toil.
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And men, whose reason long was blind, From cells of madness unconfined, Oft lose whole years of darker mind.
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Things seen are mightier than things heard.
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I envy not in any moods The captive void of noble rage, The linnet born within the cage, That never knew the summer woods.
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That man's the true Conservative who lops the moldered branch away.
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There twice a day the Severn fills The salt sea-water passes by, And hushes half the babbling Wye, And makes a silence in the hills.
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