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Nothing in Nature is unbeautiful.
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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It was my duty to have loved the highest It surely was my profit had I known: It would have been my pleasure had I seen. We needs must love the highest when we see it, Not Lancelot, nor another.
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Our hoard is little, but our hearts are great.
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A still small voice spake unto me, 'Thou art so full of misery, Were it not better not to be?
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All experience is an arch wherethrough gleams that untravelled world whose margin fades for ever and for ever when I move.
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The long mechanic pacings to and fro, The set, gray life, and apathetic end.
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Life is brief but love is LONG .
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I heard no longer The snowy-banded, dilettante, Delicate-handed priest intone.
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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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Blind and naked ignorance delivers brawling judgments, unashamed, on all things all day long
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Tho' much is taken, much abides.
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The sin That neither God nor man can well forgive.
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So many worlds, so much to do, so little done, such things to be.
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I know that age to age succeeds, Blowing a noise of tongues and deeds, A dust of systems and of creeds.
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For this is England's greatest son, He that gain'd a hundred fights, And never lost an English gun.
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All is well, tho' faith and form Be sunder'd in the night of fear.
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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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Shape your heart to front the hour, but dream not that the hours will last.
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It may be that no life is found, Which only to one engine bound Falls off, but cycles always round.
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Trust me not at all, or all in all.
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A day may sink or save a realm.
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