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But every page having an ample marge, And every marge enclosing in the midst A square of text that looks a little blot.
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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As love, if love be perfect, casts out fear, so hate, if hate be perfect, casts out fear.
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But what am I? An infant crying in the night: An infant crying for the light: And with no language but a cry.
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To me He is all fault who hath no fault at all: For who loves me must have a touch of earth.
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No rock so hard but that a little wave may beat admission in a thousand years.
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I can't be anonymous by reason of your confounded photographs. (To Julia Margaret Cameron)
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A doubtful throne is ice on summer seas.
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One so small Who knowing nothing knows but to obey.
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Flower in the crannied wall, I pluck you out of the crannies, I hold you here, root and all, in my hand, Little flower-but if I could understand What you are, root and all, all in all, I should know what God and man is.
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Sweet is every sound, sweeter the voice, but every sound is sweet.
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After-dinner talk Across the walnuts and the wine.
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The woods are hush'd, their music is no more The leaf is dead, the yearning past away New leaf, new life--the days of frost are o'er New life, new love, to suit the newer day: New loves are sweet as those that went before: Free love--free field--we love but while we may.
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Earth is dry to the centre, But spring, a new comer, A spring rich and strange, Shall make the winds blow Round and round, Thro' and thro', Here and there, Till the air And the ground Shall be fill'd with life anew.
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Our hoard is little, but our hearts are great.
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The long day wanes: the slow moon climbs: the deep Moans round with many voices. Come, my friends, Tis not too late to seek a newer world.
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Any man that walks the mead In bud, or blade, or bloom, may find, According as his humors lead, A meaning suited to his mind.
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God made thee good as thou art beautiful.
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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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That man's the true Conservative who lops the moldered branch away.
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