Ring out the grief that saps the mind, for those that were here we see no more.
ALFRED LORD TENNYSONLove will conquer at the last.
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Who is wise in love, love most, say least.
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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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Hope Smiles from the threshold of the year to come, Whispering ‘it will be happier’.
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To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.
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A louse in the locks of literature.
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Her eyes are homes of silent prayers.
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Tis held that sorrow makes us wise.
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The quiet sense of something lost.
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Shape your heart to front the hour, but dream not that the hours will last.
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A still small voice spake unto me, ‘Thou art so full of misery, Were it not better not to be?
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If I had a flower for every time I thought of you. I could walk through my garden forever.
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A beam in darkness: let it grow.
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So many worlds, so much to do, so little done, such things to be.
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Music that gentlier on the spirit lies, Than tired eyelids upon tired eyes.
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Ours is not to wonder why. Ours is just to do or die.
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Dreams are true while they last, and do we not live in dreams?
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I can’t be anonymous by reason of your confounded photographs. (To Julia Margaret Cameron)
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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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I loved you, and my love had no return, And therefore my true love has been my death.
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Love is the only gold.
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More things are wrought by prayer than this world dreams of.
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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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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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I am a part of all that I have met.
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As love, if love be perfect, casts out fear, so hate, if hate be perfect, casts out fear.
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All things human change.
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