Blind and naked ignorance delivers brawling judgments, unashamed, on all things all day long
ALFRED LORD TENNYSONTheirs is not to make reply: Theirs is not to reason why: Theirs is but to do and die.
More Alfred Lord Tennyson Quotes
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I can’t be anonymous by reason of your confounded photographs. (To Julia Margaret Cameron)
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Knowledge comes, but wisdom lingers, and I linger on the shore, And the individual withers, and the world is more and more.
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Things seen are mightier than things heard.
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Her eyes are homes of silent prayers.
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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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Ah, when shall all men’s good Be each man’s rule, and universal peace Lie like a shaft of light across the land, And like a lane of beams athwart the sea, Thro’ all the circle of the golden year?
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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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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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Hope Smiles from the threshold of the year to come, Whispering ‘it will be happier’.
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Tis not too late to seek a newer world.
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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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The world which credits what is done is cold to all that might have been.
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I loved you, and my love had no return, And therefore my true love has been my death.
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A louse in the locks of literature.
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And the days darken round me, and the years, Among new men, strange faces, other minds.
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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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Ours is not to wonder why. Ours is just to do or die.
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Sweet is true love that is given in vain, and sweet is death that takes away pain.
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Ours not to reason why, ours but to do and die.
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Our echoes roll from soul to soul, And grow for ever and for ever.
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He that wrongs his friend, wrongs himself more.
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I must lose myself in action, lest I wither in despair.
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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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This barren verbiage, current among men, Light coin, the tinsel clink of compliment.
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There is sweet music here that softer falls Than petals from blown roses on the grass.
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The quiet sense of something lost.
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