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Alfred Lord Tennyson Quote - Words, like nature, half reveal and half conceal the soul within.

Words, like nature, half reveal and half conceal the soul within.

Alfred Lord Tennyson

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Blind and naked ignorance delivers brawling judgments, unashamed, on all things all day long
ALFRED LORD TENNYSON

Ignorance Judgement Naked Shame
The quiet sense of something lost.
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Lost One Liner Quiet
Our echoes roll from soul to soul, And grow for ever and for ever.
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Growth Ourselves Soul Success
Sweet is true love that is given in vain, and sweet is death that takes away pain.
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Death Love Pain True
Thou madest man, he knows not why, he thinks he was not made to die.
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Death Fools Himself Mad Men Stupidity Thinking
A beam in darkness: let it grow.
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Beam Darkness Growth One Liner
Life is brief but love is LONG .
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Forever Life Love One Liner
Cleave ever to the sunnier side of doubt.
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Doubt One Liner Sun
Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all.
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Choice Funny Life Lost Love Opinion
O love, O fire! once he drew With one long kiss my whole soul through My lips, as sunlight drinketh dew.
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Himself Kiss Light Love Myself Relationahip Romance Soul Sun
Tis held that sorrow makes us wise.
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Growth Hard Time One Liner Sad Wisdom
The vow that binds too strictly snaps itself.
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One Liner Promise Relationship
Attain the unattainable.
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Inspirational One Liner
I remain Mistress of mine own self and mine own soul.
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Myself Self Love Soul
I can’t sleep without knowing there’s hope. Half the night I waste in sighs. In a wakeful doze I sorrow. For the hands, for the lips… the eyes. For the meeting of tomorrow.
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Eyes Future Hands Hope Lips Myself Night Waste
A still small voice spake unto me, ‘Thou art so full of misery, Were it not better not to be?
ALFRED LORD TENNYSON

Art Misery Myself Voice

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