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• The shadow cloak'd from head to foot.
  -- Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892) -- In Memoriam, xxiii, Stanza 1...
• Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky!
  -- Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892) -- In Memoriam, cv, Stanza 1...
• Her eyes are homes of silent prayer.
  -- Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892) -- In Memoriam, xxxii, Stanza 1...
• Oh yet we trust that somehow good Will be the final goal of ill.
  -- Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892) -- In Memoriam, liv, Stanza 1...
• I held it truth, with him who sings To one clear harp in divers tones, That men may rise on stepping-stones Of their dead selves to higher things.
  -- Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892) -- In Memoriam, i, Stanza 1...
• Large elements in order brought, And tracts of calm from tempest made, And world-wide fluctuation sway'd, In vassal tides that follow'd thought.
  -- Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892) -- In Memoriam, cxii, Stanza 4...
• So many worlds, so much to do, So little done, such things to be.
  -- Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892) -- In Memoriam, lxxiii, Stanza 1...
• Whose faith has centre everywhere, Nor cares to fix itself to form.
  -- Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892) -- In Memoriam, xxxiii, Stanza 1...
• Ring in the valiant man and free, The larger heart, the kindlier hand!
  Ring out the darkness of the land, Ring in the Christ that is to be!...