The shadow cloak'd from head to foot.
-- Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892)
-- In Memoriam, xxiii, Stanza 1
-- Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892)
-- In Memoriam, xxiii, Stanza 1
Related:
- And from his ashes may be made
The violet of his native land.
Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892) -- In Memoriam, xviii... - Who keeps the keys of all the creeds.
-- Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892)
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In Memoriam, xxiii, Stanza... - And Thought leapt out to wed with Thought
Ere Thought could wed itself with Speech.
Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892) -- In Memoriam, xxiii... - Gorgonized me from head to foot,
With a stony British stare.
Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892) -- Maud, Part i, Sect... - Her eyes are homes of silent prayer.
-- Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892)
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In Memoriam, xxxii, Stanza... - Oh yet we trust that somehow good
Will be the final goal of ill.
Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892) -- In Memoriam, liv, Stanza... - Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky!
-- Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892)
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In Memoriam, cv, Stanza... - So many worlds, so much to do,
So little done, such things to be.
Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892) -- In Memoriam, lxxiii... - Whose faith has centre everywhere,
Nor cares to fix itself to form.
Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892) -- In Memoriam, xxxiii...
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- The confusion of a staff member is measured by the length of his
memos.
New York Times, Jan. 20,... - Thou shall not sleep within an interrupt
handler... - SSM: Stacker
Select... - The Worst Musical Trio
There are few bad musicians who have a chance to give a recital at
a famous concert hall while still learning the rudiments of their
instrument.
This happened about thirty... - We experience moments absolutely free from worry.
These brief respites are called panic.
Cullen...
