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Better fifty years of Europe than a cycle of Cathay.
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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Thoroughly to believe in one's own self, so one's self were thorough, were to do great things.
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Nature, red in tooth and claw.
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Those who depend on the merits of their ancestors may be said to search in the roots of the tree for those fruits which the branches ought to produce.
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I hold it truth, with him who sings To one clear harp in divers tones, That men may rise on stepping-stones Of their dead selves to higher things.
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What rights are those that dare not resist for them?
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As the husband is the wife is thou art mated with a clown, As the grossness of his nature will have weight to drag thee down.
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A louse in the locks of literature.
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The long day wanes the slow moon climbs the deep.
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The woman's cause is man's: they rise or sink Together.
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Full knee-deep lies the winter snow, And the winter winds are wearily sighing: Toll ye the church bell sad and slow, And tread softly and speak low, For the old year lies a-dying. Old year you must not die You came to us so readily, You lived with us so steadily, Old year you shall not die.
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She sleeps: her breathings are not heard In palace chambers far apart. The fragrant tresses are not stirr'd That lie upon her charmed heart She sleeps: on either hand upswells The gold-fringed pillow lightly prest: She sleeps, nor dreams, but ever dwells A perfect form in perfect rest.
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Life is brief but love is LONG .
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And Thought leapt out to wed with Thought Ere Thought could wed itself with Speech.
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Manners are not idle, but the fruit of loyal and of noble mind.
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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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Of happy men that have the power to die, And grassy barrows of the happier dead.
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The Gods themselves cannot recall their gifts.
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Though thou wert scattered to the wind, Yet is there plenty of the kind.
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Dowered with the hate of hate, the scorn of scorn, The love of love.
Alfred Lord Tennyson
The woods decay, the woods decay and fall, The vapours weep their burthen to the ground, Man comes and tills the field and lies beneath, And after many summer dies the swan. Me only cruel immortality Consumes: I wither slowly in thine arms, Here at the quiet limit of the world.
Alfred Lord Tennyson
