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Nor is he the wisest man who never proved himself a fool.
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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Sweet is every sound, sweeter the voice, but every sound is sweet.
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It is the little rift within the lute That by and by will make the music mute, And ever widening slowly silence all.
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Better not to be at all Than not to be noble.
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Who is this? And what is here? And in the lighted palace near Died the sound of royal cheer And they crossed themselves for fear, All the Knights at Camelot But Lancelot mused a little space He said, She has a lovely face God in his mercy lend her grace, The Lady of Shalott.
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