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• He seems so near, and yet so far. -- Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892) -- In Memoriam, xcvii, Stanza 6
• I do but sing because I must, And pipe but as the linnets sing.
  -- Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892) -- In Memoriam, xxi, Stanza 6...
• Wearing all that weight Of learning lightly like a flower.
  -- Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892) -- In Memoriam, Conclusion, Stanza 10...
• Who keeps the keys of all the creeds.
  -- Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892) -- In Memoriam, xxiii, Stanza 2...
• 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...
• Ring out old shapes of foul disease, Ring out the narrowing lust of gold
  Ring out the thousand wars of old, Ring in the thousand years of peace!...
• But for the unquiet heart and brain A use in measured language lie
  The sad mechanic exercise Like dull narcotics numbing pain....
• 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....
• And topples round the dreary west A looming bastion fringed with fire.
  -- Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892) -- In Memoriam, xv, Stanza 5...