Battering the gates of heaven with the storms of prayer.
ALFRED LORD TENNYSONI can’t be anonymous by reason of your confounded photographs. (To Julia Margaret Cameron)
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Life is brief but love is LONG .
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The voice of the dead was a living voice to me.
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Her eyes are homes of silent prayers.
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Silence, beautiful voice.
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A beam in darkness: let it grow.
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Music that gentlier on the spirit lies, Than tired eyelids upon tired eyes.
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Tis held that sorrow makes us wise.
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Shape your heart to front the hour, but dream not that the hours will last.
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Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all.
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Speak to Him, thou, for He hears, and Spirit with Spirit can meet- Closer is He than breathing, and nearer than hands and feet.
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And our spirits rushed together at the touching of the lips.
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The old order changes yielding place to new.
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The parting of a husband and wife is like the cleaving of a heart; one half will flutter here, one there.
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Knowledge comes, but wisdom lingers.
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Four grey walls, and four grey towers, Overlook a space of flowers, And the silent isle imbowers The Lady of Shalott.
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My strength is as the strength of ten, because my heart is pure.
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More things are wrought by prayer than this world dreams of.
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Who is wise in love, love most, say least.
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Nor is it wiser to weep a true occasion lost, but trim our sails, and let old bygones be.
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He makes no friend who never made a foe.
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For love reflects the thing beloved.
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My doom is, I love thee still. Let no man dream but that I love thee still.
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Happy days roll onward leading up to golden years.
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So many worlds, so much to do, so little done, such things to be.
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I found Him in the shining of the stars.
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A lie which is half a truth is ever the blackest of lies.
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