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Of happy men that have the power to die, And grassy barrows of the happier dead.
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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In words, like weeds, I'll wrap me o'er, Like coarsest clothes against the cold
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A classic lecture, rich in sentiment, With scraps of thundrous Epic lilted out By violet-hooded Doctors, elegies And quoted odes, and jewels five-words-long, That on the stretched forefinger of all Time Sparkle for ever.
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Our hoard is little, but our hearts are great.
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Knowledge comes, but wisdom lingers.
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Our wills are ours, we know not how Our wills are ours, to make them thine.
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Ours not to reason why, ours but to do and die.
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Live and lie reclined On the hills like Gods together, careless of mankind. For they lie beside their nectar, and the bolts are hurled Far below them in the valleys, and the clouds are lightly curled Round their golden houses, girdled with the gleaming world.
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France had shown a light to all men, preached a Gospel, all men's good Celtic Demos rose a Demon, shriek'd and slaked the light with blood.
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And this gray spirit yearning in desire To follow knowledge like a sinking star, Beyond the utmost bound of human thought.
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I must lose myself in action, lest I wither in despair.
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...and our spirits rushed together at the touching of the lips.
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if you don't concentrate on what you are doing then the thing that you are doing is not what you are thinking.
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Sweet is every sound, Sweeter thy voice, but every sound is sweet Myriads of rivulets hurrying thro' the lawn, The moans of doves in immemorial elms, And murmuring of innumerable bees.
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Forgive! How many will say, forgive, and find a sort of absolution in the sound to hate a little longer!
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From yon blue heavens above us bent The gardener Adam and his wife Smile at the claims of long descent. Howe'er it be, it seems to me, 'Tis only noble to be good. Kind hearts are more than coronets, And simple faith than Norman blood.
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