The shell must break before the bird can fly.
ALFRED LORD TENNYSONA still small voice spake unto me, ‘Thou art so full of misery, Were it not better not to be?
More Alfred Lord Tennyson Quotes
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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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Tis held that sorrow makes us wise.
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A beam in darkness: let it grow.
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Silence, beautiful voice.
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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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The quiet sense of something lost.
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The voice of the dead was a living voice to me.
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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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Blind and naked ignorance delivers brawling judgments, unashamed, on all things all day long
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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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Tis not too late to seek a newer world.
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The old order changes yielding place to new.
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Music that gentlier on the spirit lies, Than tired eyelids upon tired eyes.
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A lie which is half a truth is ever the blackest of lies.
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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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