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That which we are, we are, and if we are ever to be any better, now is the time to begin.
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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Sleep sweetly, tender heart, in peaceSleep, holy spirit, blessed soul,While the stars burn, the moons increase,And the great ages onward roll. Sleep till the end, true soul and sweet. Nothing comes to thee new or strange. Sleep full of rest from head to feetLie still, dry dust, secure of change.
Alfred Lord Tennyson
To me He is all fault who hath no fault at all: For who loves me must have a touch of earth.
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For every worm beneath the moon Draws different threads, and late and soon Spins, toiling out his own cocoon.
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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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Of old sat Freedom on the heights The thunders breaking at her feet: Above her shook the starry lights She heard the torrents meet.
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It is the little rift within the lute That by and by will make the music mute, And ever widening slowly silence all.
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Either sex alone is half itself.
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The splendour falls on castle walls And snowy summits old in story: The long light shakes across the lakes, And the wild cataract leaps in glory. Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying, Blow, bugle answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying.
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Gone - flitted away, Taken the stars from the night and the sun From the day! Gone, and a cloud in my heart.
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A truth looks freshest in the fashions of the day.
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This world was once a fluid haze of light, Till toward the centre set the starry tides, And eddied into suns, that wheeling cast The planets: then the monster, then the man.
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The woman's cause is man's. They rise or sink Together. / Dwarf'd or godlike, bound or free miserable, / How shall men grow? - Let her be / All that not harms distinctive womanhood.
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Thoroughly to believe in one's own self, so one's self were thorough, were to do great things.
Alfred Lord Tennyson
Our echoes roll from soul to soul, And grow for ever and for ever.
Alfred Lord Tennyson
But every page having an ample marge, And every marge enclosing in the midst A square of text that looks a little blot.
Alfred Lord Tennyson
Oh good gray head which all men knew!
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Yet all experience is an arch wherethrough Gleams that untraveled world whose margin fades Forever and forever when I move. How dull it is to pause, to make an end, To rust unburnished, not to shine in use! As though to breathe were life!
Alfred Lord Tennyson
Sunset and evening star, And one clear call for me! And may there be no moaning of the bar When I put out to sea.
Alfred Lord Tennyson
There sinks the nebulous star we call the sun.
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I built my soul a lordly pleasure-house, Wherein at ease for aye to dwell.
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