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If I had a flower for every time I thought of you...I could walk through my garden forever.
Alfred Tennyson
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Tis better to have loved and lost
Than never to have loved at all.
Alfred Tennyson,In Memoriam
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Hope
Smiles from the threshold of the year to come,
Whispering 'it will be happier'...
Alfred Tennyson
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I am a part of all that I have met.
Alfred Tennyson,The Complete Poetical Works of Tennyson
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Though much is taken, much abides; and though
We are not now that strength which in old days
Moved earth and heaven, that which we are, we are;
One equal temper of heroic hearts,
Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will
To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.
Alfred Tennyson,Idylls of the King and a Selection of Poems
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Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean,
Tears from the depths of some devine despair
Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes,
In looking on the happy autumn fields,
And thinking of the days that are no more.
Alfred Tennyson
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Knowledge comes, but wisdom lingers.
Alfred Tennyson
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A lie that is half-truth is the darkest of all lies.
Alfred Tennyson
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Sometimes the heart sees what's invisible to the eye.
Alfred Tennyson
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Once in a golden hour,
I cast to earth a seed,
And up there grew a flower,
That others called a weed.
Alfred Tennyson
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Half the night I waste in sighs,
Half in dreams I sorrow after
The delight of early skies;
In a wakeful dose I sorrow
For the hand, the lips, the eyes,
For the meeting of the morrow,
The delight of happy laughter,
The delight of low replies.
Alfred Tennyson,Maud, and other poems
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Dreams are true while they last, and do we not live in dreams?
Alfred Tennyson
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Be near me when my light is low,
When the blood creeps, and the nerves prick
And tingle; and the heart is sick,
And all the wheels of Being slow.
Be near me when the sensuous frame
Is rack'd with pangs that conquer trust;
And Time, a maniac scattering dust,
And Life, a fury slinging flame.
Be near me when my faith is dry,
And men the flies of latter spring,
That lay their eggs, and sting and sing
And weave their petty cells and die.
Be near me when I fade away,
To point the term of human strife,
And on the low dark verge of life
The twilight of eternal day.
Alfred Tennyson,In Memoriam
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The words 'far, far away' had always a strange charm.
Alfred Tennyson
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Come friends, it's not too late to seek a newer world.
Alfred Tennyson
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There lives more faith in honest doubt, believe me, than in half the creeds.
Alfred Tennyson
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Theirs not to reason why,
Theirs but to do and die
Alfred Tennyson
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No man ever got very high by pulling other people down. The intelligent merchant does not knock his competitors. The sensible worker does not work those who who work with him. Don't knock your friends. Don't knock your enemies. Don't knock yourself.
Alfred Tennyson
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I found Him in the shining of the stars.
Alfred Tennyson
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The quiet sense of something lost
Alfred Tennyson
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Ring out the old, ring in the new,
Ring, happy bells, across the snow:
The year is going, let him go;
Ring out the false, ring in the true.
Alfred Tennyson,In Memoriam
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The lights begin to twinkle from the rocks;
The long day wanes; the slow moon climbs; the deep
Moans round with many voices. Come, my friends.
'T is not too late to seek a newer world.
Push off, and sitting well in order smite
The sounding furrows; for my purpose holds
To sail beyond the sunset, and the baths
Of all the western stars, until I die.
It may be that the gulfs will wash us down;
It may be we shall touch the Happy Isles,
And see the great Achilles, whom we knew.
Tho' much is taken, much abides; and tho'
We are not now that strength which in old days
Moved earth and heaven, that which we are, we are,--
One equal temper of heroic hearts,
Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will
To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.
Alfred Tennyson
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Sweet is true love that is given in vain, and sweet is death that takes away pain.
Alfred Tennyson
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I am half-sick of shadows,' said The Lady of Shalott.
Alfred Tennyson,The Lady of Shalott
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To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.
Alfred Tennyson,Idylls of the King and a Selection of Poems
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I remain
Mistress of mine own self
and mine own soul
Alfred Tennyson
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the shell must break before the bird can fly.
Alfred Tennyson
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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.
Alfred Tennyson
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Sin is too stupid to see beyond itself.
Alfred Tennyson
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I sometimes hold it half a sin
To put in words the grief I feel
For words, like nature, half reveal
And half conceal the soul within.
But, for the unquiet heart and brain
A use measured language lie's
The sad mechanic exercise
Like dull narcotic's, numbing pain
In words, like weeds, I'll wrap me o'er
Like coarsest clothes against the cold
But large grief which these enfold
Is given in outline and no more.
Alfred Tennyson,In Memoriam
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