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O last regret, regret can die!
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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If I had a flower for every time I thought of you...I could walk through my garden forever.
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For it was in the golden prime Of good Haroun Alraschid.
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Not wholly in the busy world, nor quite Beyond it, blooms the garden that I love. News from the humming city comes to it It sound of funeral or of marriage bells.
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I will take some savage woman, she shall rear my dusky race.
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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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The mighty hopes that make us men.
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My doom is, I love thee still. Let no man dream but that I love thee still.
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Strong Son of God, immortal Love, Whom we, that have not seen thy face, By faith, and faith alone, embrace, Believing where we cannot prove.
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Shall love be blamed for want of faith?
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Ring out the false, ring in the true.
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Our wills are ours, we know not how Our wills are ours, to make them thine.
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With a little hoard of maxims preaching down a daughter's heart.
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A sorrow's crown of sorrow is remembering happier times.
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But for the unquiet heart and brain A use in measured language lies The sad mechanic exercise Like dull narcotics numbing pain.
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Kind hearts are more than coronets, And simple faith than Norman blood.
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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 folly of all follies is to be love sick for a shadow.
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So sad, so fresh the days that are no more.
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