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What's up is faith, what's down is heresy.
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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Tis not your work, but Love's. Love, unperceived, A more ideal Artist he than all, Came, drew your pencil from you, made those eyes Darker than the darkest pansies, and that hair More black than ashbuds in the front of March.
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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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Arise, go forth, and conquer as of old.
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And the stately ships go on To their haven under the hill But O for the touch of a vanished hand, And the sound of a voice that is still!
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The wild swan's death-hymn took the soul Of that waste place with joy Hidden in sorrow: at first to the ear The warble was low, and full and clear.
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And others' follies teach us not, Nor much their wisdom teaches, And most, of sterling worth, is what Our own experience preaches.
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His honour rooted in dishonour stood, And faith unfaithful kept him falsely true.
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Through the ages one increasing purpose runs.
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Ring out the false, ring in the true.
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One so small Who knowing nothing knows but to obey.
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Better not to be at all Than not to be noble.
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Sweet were the days when I was all unknown, But when my name was lifted up, the storm Brake on the mountain and I cared not for it. Right well know I that fame is half disfame.
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the shell must break before the bird can fly.
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He clasps the crag with crooked hands Close to the sun in lonely lands, Ringed with the azure world, he stands. The wrinkled sea beneath him crawls He watches from his mountain walls, And like a thunderbolt he falls.
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And the days darken round me, and the years, Among new men, strange faces, other minds.
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And was the day of my delight As pure and perfect as I say?
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And what delights can equal those That stir the spirit's inner deeps, When one that loves but knows not, reaps A truth from one that loves and knows?
Alfred Lord Tennyson
Kind hearts are more than coronets, And simple faith than Norman blood.
Alfred Lord Tennyson
Men, my brothers, men the workers, ever reaping something new.
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She left the web, she left the loom, She made three paces through the room
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