The voice of the dead was a living voice to me.
ALFRED LORD TENNYSONCleave ever to the sunnier side of doubt.
More Alfred Lord Tennyson Quotes
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The quiet sense of something lost.
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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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This barren verbiage, current among men, Light coin, the tinsel clink of compliment.
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Ours not to reason why, ours but to do and die.
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My strength is as the strength of ten, because my heart is pure.
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I found Him in the shining of the stars.
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I am a part of all that I have met.
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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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Silence, beautiful voice.
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He makes no friend who never made a foe.
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Rich in saving common-sense, And, as the greatest only are, In his simplicity sublime.
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Thou madest man, he knows not why, he thinks he was not made to die.
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Things seen are mightier than things heard.
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A lie which is half a truth is ever the blackest of lies.
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O love, O fire! once he drew With one long kiss my whole soul through My lips, as sunlight drinketh dew.
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More things are wrought by prayer than this world dreams of.
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He that wrongs his friend, wrongs himself more.
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Self-reverence, self-knowledge, self-control; these three alone lead one to sovereign power.
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I can’t be anonymous by reason of your confounded photographs. (To Julia Margaret Cameron)
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And our spirits rushed together at the touching of the lips.
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Words, like nature, half reveal and half conceal the soul within.
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The old order changes yielding place to new.
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Love will conquer at the last.
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All things human change.
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God gives us love! Something to love He lends us; but when love is grown To ripeness, that on which it throve Falls off, and love is left alone: This is the curse of time.
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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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