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The thrall in person may be free in soul
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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God made thee good as thou art beautiful.
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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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Rich in saving common-sense, And, as the greatest only are, In his simplicity sublime.
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All Life needs for life is possible to will.
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The sin That neither God nor man can well forgive.
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The mighty hopes that make us men.
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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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Launch your vessel, And crowd your canvas, And, ere it vanishes Over the margin, After it, follow it, FollowThe Gleam.
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Woman is the lesser man, and all thy passions, match'd with mine, Are as moonlight unto sunlight, and as water unto wine.
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Ah, why Should life all labour be?
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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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Science grows and Beauty dwindles.
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Come into the garden, Maud, For the black bat, night, has flown Come into the garden, Maud, I am here at the gate alone: And the woodbine spices are wafted abroad, And the musk of the rose is blown. For a breeze of morning moves, And the planet of Love is on high, Beginning to faint in the light that she loves On a bed of daffodil sky.
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There twice a day the Severn fills The salt sea-water passes by, And hushes half the babbling Wye, And makes a silence in the hills.
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The last great Englishman is low.
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Of happy men that have the power to die, And grassy barrows of the happier dead.
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My purpose holds to sail beyond the sunset and the baths of all the Western stars until I die.
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The vow that binds too strictly snaps itself.
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The words 'far, far away' had always a strange charm.
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Who trusted God was love indeed And love Creation's final law Though Nature, red in tooth and claw With ravine, shrieked against his creed.
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