What the sunshine is to the flower, the Lord Jesus Christ is to my soul.
ALFRED LORD TENNYSONBattering the gates of heaven with the storms of prayer.
More Alfred Lord Tennyson Quotes
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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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He makes no friend who never made a foe.
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Her eyes are homes of silent prayers.
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Ours is not to wonder why. Ours is just to do or die.
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Thou madest man, he knows not why, he thinks he was not made to die.
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The happiness of a man in this life does not consist in the absence but in the mastery of his passions.
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Trust me not at all, or all in all.
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I sometimes find it half a sin, to put to words the grief I feel, For words like nature, half reveal, and half conceal the soul within.
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Ring out the grief that saps the mind, for those that were here we see no more.
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A lie which is half a truth is ever the blackest of lies.
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And men, whose reason long was blind, From cells of madness unconfined, Oft lose whole years of darker mind.
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Love lieth deep; Love dwells not in lip-depths; Love laps his wings on either side the heart Absorbing all the incense of sweet thoughts, So that they pass not to the shrine of sound.
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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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It’s better to have tried and failed than to live life wondering what would’ve happened if I had tried.
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Battering the gates of heaven with the storms of prayer.
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