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Alfred Lord Tennyson

Date of Birth:

06-Aug-1809

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United Kingdom

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She hath no loyal knight and true, The Lady of Shalott.
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She left the web, she left the loom, She made three paces through the room
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Behold, we know not anything; I can but trust that good shall fall At last -- far off -- at last, to all, And every winter change to spring.
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Theirs not to make reply, Theirs not to reason why, Theirs but to do and die. Into the valley of Death Rode the six hundred.
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She saw the snowy poles of moonless Mars, That marvellous round of milky light Below Orion, and those double stars Whereof the one more bright Is circled by the other
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Words, like nature, half reveal and half conceal the soul within.
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Brothers in Art: a friendship so complete
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And out of darkness came the hands that reach thro' nature, moulding men.
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But O for the touch of a vanished hand, And the sound of a voice that is still!
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But such a tide as moving seems asleep, too full for sound or foam, when that which drew from out the boundless deep turns again home.
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This madness has come on us for our sins.
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In the afternoon they came unto a land In which it seemed always afternoon. All around the coast the languid air did swoon, Breathing like one that hath a weary dream.
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