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• The great world's altar-stairs, That slope through darkness up to God.
  -- Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892) -- In Memoriam, lv, Stanza 4...
• And Thought leapt out to wed with Thought Ere Thought could wed itself with Speech.
  -- Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892) -- In Memoriam, xxiii, Stanza 4...
• Some novel power Sprang up forever at a touch, And hope could never hope too much In watching thee from hour to hour.
  -- Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892) -- In Memoriam, cxii, Stanza 3...
• And from his ashes may be made The violet of his native land.
  -- Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892) -- In Memoriam, xviii, Stanza 1...
• Short swallow-flights of song, that dip Their wings in tears, and skim away.
  -- Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892) -- In Memoriam, xlviii, Stanza 4...
• The shadow cloak'd from head to foot.
  -- Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892) -- In Memoriam, xxiii, Stanza 1...
• Tis better to have loved and lost Than never to have loved at all.
  -- Alfred Lord Tennyson, (1809-1892) In Memoriam, 1850, line 27, stanza 4...
• Hold thou the good; define it well; For fear divine Philosophy Should push beyond her mark, and be Procuress to the Lords of Hell.
  -- Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892) -- In Memoriam, liii, Stanza 4...
• And topples round the dreary west A looming bastion fringed with fire.
  -- Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892) -- In Memoriam, xv, Stanza 5...