Four grey walls, and four grey towers, Overlook a space of flowers, And the silent isle imbowers The Lady of Shalott.
ALFRED LORD TENNYSONLove will conquer at the last.
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A louse in the locks of literature.
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Ours not to reason why, ours but to do and die.
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My strength is as the strength of ten, because my heart is pure.
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Ours is not to wonder why. Ours is just to do or die.
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I can’t be anonymous by reason of your confounded photographs. (To Julia Margaret Cameron)
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There is sweet music here that softer falls Than petals from blown roses on the grass.
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God’s finger touched him, and he slept.
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Oh that it were possible, After long grief and pain, To find the arms of my true love, Around me once again.
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I found Him in the shining of the stars.
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God gives us love! Something to love He lends us; but when love is grown To ripeness, that on which it throve Falls off, and love is left alone: This is the curse of time.
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If Nature put not forth her power About the opening of the flower, Who is it that could live an hour?
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In time there is no present, In eternity no future, In eternity no past.
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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.
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And the days darken round me, and the years, Among new men, strange faces, other minds.
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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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Love is the only gold.
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Battering the gates of heaven with the storms of prayer.
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My life has crept so long on a broken wing Through cells of madness, haunts of horror and fear, That I come to be grateful at last for a little thing.
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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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Her eyes are homes of silent prayers.
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He makes no friend who never made a foe.
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Blind and naked ignorance delivers brawling judgments, unashamed, on all things all day long
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Tis not too late to seek a newer world.
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The shell must break before the bird can fly.
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Words, like nature, half reveal and half conceal the soul within.
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And our spirits rushed together at the touching of the lips.
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