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Man is man, and master of his fate.
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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A louse in the locks of literature.
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Never, oh! never, nothing will die The stream flows, The wind blows, The cloud fleets, The heart beats, Nothing will die.
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And blessings on the falling out That all the more endears, When we fall out with those we love And kiss again with tears!
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That man's the best cosmopolite Who loves his native country best.
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The vow that binds too strictly snaps itself.
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Till last by Philip's farm I flow To join the brimming river, For men may come and men may go, But I go on for ever.
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And on her lover's arm she leant, And round her waist she felt it fold, And far across the hills they went In that new world which is the old.
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Come, Time, and teach me many years, I do not suffer in dream For now so strange do these things seem, Mine eyes have leisure for their tears.
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The woman is so hard Upon the woman.
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Science grows and Beauty dwindles.
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I know transplanted human worth will bloom to profit otherwhere.
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Launch your vessel, And crowd your canvas, And, ere it vanishes Over the margin, After it, follow it, FollowThe Gleam.
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What the sunshine is to the flower, the Lord Jesus Christ is to my soul.
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I am going a long way With these thou seëst-if indeed I go (For all my mind is clouded with a doubt)- To the island-valley of Avilion, Where falls not hail or rain or any snow, Nor ever wind blows loudly but it lies Deep-meadow'd, happy, fair with orchard lawns And bowery hollows crown'd with summer sea, Where I will heal me of my grievous wound.
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Half a league, half a league, Half a league onward, All in the valley of Death Rode the six hundred.
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That tower of strength Which stood four-square to all the winds that blew.
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The mirror crack'd from side to side The curse has come upon me, cried The Lady of Shalott
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Though thou wert scattered to the wind, Yet is there plenty of the kind.
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And statesmen at her council met Who knew the seasons, when to take Occasion by the hand, and make The bounds of freedom wider yet.
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