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Our wills are ours, we know not how Our wills are ours, to make them thine.
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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And ah for a man to arise in me, That the man I am may cease to be!
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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 was the day of my delight As pure and perfect as I say?
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Mastering the lawless science of our law,- that codeless myriad of precedent, that wilderness of single instances.
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The folly of all follies is to be love sick for a shadow.
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The old order changeth, yielding place to new, and god fulfills himself in many ways, lest one good custom should corrupt the world.
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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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