Quote by Alfred Lord Tennyson

““O tell her, Swallow, thou that knowest each, That bright and fierce and fickle is the South, And dark and true and tender is the North.””

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Faith and unfaith can ne'er be equal powers; Unfaith is aught is want of faith in all.

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There is sweet music here that softer falls Than petals from blown roses on the grass.

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The still affection of the heart Became an outward breathing type, That into stillness past again, And left a want unknown before; Although the…

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I do but sing because I must; and pipe but as the linnets sing.

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Here about the beach I wandered, nourishing a youth sublime With the fairy tales of science, and the long result of Time.

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So now I have sworn to bury All this dead body of hate I feel so free and so clear By the loss of…

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The jingling of the guinea helps the hurt that Honor feels.

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I come from haunts of coot and hern, I make a sudden sally And sparkle out among the fern, To bicker down a valley.

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Willows whiten, aspens quiver, Little breezes dusk and shiver.

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Cast all your cares on God; that anchor holds.

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Such a one do I remember, whom to look at was love.

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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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