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He is all fault who has no fault at all.
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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Let knowledge grow from more to more, But more of reverence in us dwell That mind and soul, according well, May make one music as before, But vaster.
Alfred Lord Tennyson
Her court was pure, her life serene God gave her peace her land reposed A thousand claims to reverence closed.
Alfred Lord Tennyson
Wearing the white flower of a blameless life, Before a thousand peering littlenesses, In that fierce light which beats upon a throne, And blackens every blot.
Alfred Lord Tennyson
I will be deafer than the blue-eyed cat, And thrice as blind as any noonday owl, To holy virgins in their ecstasies.
Alfred Lord Tennyson
Is there evil but on earth? Or pain in every peopled sphere? Well, be grateful for the sounding watchword Evolution here.
Alfred Lord Tennyson
Whate'er thy joys, they vanish with the day: Whate'er thy griefs, in sleep they fade away, To sleep! to sleep! Sleep, mournful heart, and let the past be past: Sleep, happy soul, all life will sleep at last.
Alfred Lord Tennyson
Wearing all that weight Of learning lightly like a flower.
Alfred Lord Tennyson
O love, O fire! once he drew With one long kiss my whole soul through My lips, as sunlight drinketh dew.
Alfred Lord Tennyson
It may be we shall touch the Happy Isles, And see the great Achilles whom we knew.
Alfred Lord Tennyson
Into the valley of Death Rode the six hundred.
Alfred Lord Tennyson
What is it all but a trouble of ants in the gleam of a million million of suns?
Alfred Lord Tennyson
The woman is so hard Upon the woman.
Alfred Lord Tennyson
A day may sink or save a realm.
Alfred Lord Tennyson
She has a lovely face God in his mercy lend her grace, The Lady of Shalott.
Alfred Lord Tennyson
All precious things, discover'd late, To those that seek them issue forth, For love in sequel works with fate, And draws the veil from hidden worth.
Alfred Lord Tennyson
But for the unquiet heart and brain A use in measured language lies The sad mechanic exercise Like dull narcotics numbing pain.
Alfred Lord Tennyson
The year is dying in the night.
Alfred Lord Tennyson
The same words conceal and declare the thoughts of men.
Alfred Lord Tennyson
Better fifty years of Europe than a cycle of Cathay.
Alfred Lord Tennyson
The folly of all follies is to be love sick for a shadow.
Alfred Lord Tennyson
