Alfred Lord Tennyson Quotes
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There's no glory like those who save their country.
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I stood on a tower in the wet, And New Year and Old Year met, And winds were roaring and blowing: And I said, "O years, that meet in tears, Have ye aught that is worth the knowing? Science enough and exploring, Wanderers coming and going, Matter enough for deploring, But aught that is worth the knowing?
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What! I should call on that Infinite Love that has served us so well? Infinite cruelty rather, that made everlasting hell, Made us, foreknew us, foredoom'd us, and does what he will with his own; Better our dead brute mother who never has heard us groan.
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Things seen are mightier than things heard.
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So many worlds, so much to do, so little done, such things to be.
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Theirs is not to make reply: Theirs is not to reason why: Theirs is but to do and die.
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I the heir of all the ages, in the foremost files of time.
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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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Words, like nature, half reveal and half conceal the soul within.
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Battering the gates of heaven with the storms of prayer.
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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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I cannot rest from travel; I will drink Life to the lees.
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All is well, tho' faith and form Be sunder'd in the night of fear.
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I must lose myself in action, lest I wither in despair.
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Self-reverence, self-knowledge, self-control; these three alone lead life to sovereign power.
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He makes no friends who never made a foe.
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Men may come and men may go but I go on forever.
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Ah, Christ, that it were possible, For one short hour to see The souls we loved, that they might tell us What and where they be.
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In words, like weeds, I'll wrap me o'er, Like coarsest clothes against the cold.
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Who is wise in love, love most, say least.
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There has fallen a splendid tear From the passion-flower at the gate. She is coming, my dove, my dear; She is coming, my life, my fate; The red rose cries, "She is near, she is near;" And the white rose weeps, "She is late;" The larkspur listens, "I hear; I hear;" And the lily whispers, "I wait."
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If you don't concentrate on what you are doing then the thing that you are doing is not what you are thinking.
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Men at most differ as Heaven and Earth, but women, worst and best, as Heaven and Hell.
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'Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all.