Silence, beautiful voice.
ALFRED LORD TENNYSONAttain the unattainable.
More Alfred Lord Tennyson Quotes
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Trust me not at all, or all in all.
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All things human change.
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He that wrongs his friend, wrongs himself more.
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Life is brief but love is LONG .
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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 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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Music that gentlier on the spirit lies, Than tired eyelids upon tired eyes.
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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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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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Cleave ever to the sunnier side of doubt.
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The shell must break before the bird can fly.
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And the days darken round me, and the years, Among new men, strange faces, other minds.
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Ours is not to wonder why. Ours is just to do or die.
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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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Theirs is not to make reply: Theirs is not to reason why: Theirs is but to do and die.
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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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And our spirits rushed together at the touching of the lips.
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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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Battering the gates of heaven with the storms of prayer.
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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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Ours not to reason why, ours but to do and die.
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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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So many worlds, so much to do, so little done, such things to be.
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My strength is as the strength of ten, because my heart is pure.
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For love reflects the thing beloved.
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The words ‘far, far away’ had always a strange charm.
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