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The voice of the dead was a living voice to me.
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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But thy strong Hours indignant work’d their wills, And beat me down and marr’d and wasted me, And tho’ they could not end me, left me maim’d To dwell in presence of immortal youth, Immortal age beside immortal youth, And all I was, in ashes. - Tithonus
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Lady, for indeed I loved you and I deemed you beautiful, I cannot brook to see your beauty marred Through evil spite: and if ye love me not, I cannot bear to dream you so forsworn: I had liefer ye were worthy of my love, Than to be loved again of you - farewell And though ye kill my hope, not yet my love, Vex not yourself: ye will not see me more.
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To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.
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Bible reading is an education in itself.
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She left the web, she left the loom, She made three paces through the room
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God and Nature met in light.
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My purpose holds to sail beyond the sunset and the baths of all the Western stars until I die.
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I grow in worth, and wit, and sense, Unboding critic-pen, Or that eternal want of pence, Which vexes public men.
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The passionate heart of the poet is whirled into folly and vice.
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All the windy ways of men Are but dust that rises up, And is lightly laid again.
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We needs must love the highest when we see it.
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Oh good gray head which all men knew!
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The song that nerves a nation's heart is in itself a deed.
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I will take some savage woman, she shall rear my dusky race.
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Science grows and Beauty dwindles.
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And by the meadow-trenches blow the faint sweet cuckoo-flowers.
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