This laurel greener from the brows
Of him that utter'd nothing base.
-- Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892)
-- To the Queen
Of him that utter'd nothing base.
-- Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892)
-- To the Queen
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- As she fled fast through sun and shade
The happy winds upon her play'd,
Blowing the ringlet from the braid. -- Alfred Tennyson... - Broad based upon her people's will,
And compassed by the inviolate sea.
Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892) -- To the... - Queen rose of the rosebud garden of girls.
-- Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892)
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Maud, Part i, Sect. xxii, Stanza... - Slander meets no regard from noble minds;
only the base believe what the base only utter. -... - And statesmen at her council met
Who knew the seasons,
when to take Occasion by the hand, and make The bounds... - Sleep till the end, true soul and sweet!
Nothing comes to thee new or strange.
Sleep full of rest from head to feet; Lie still,... - And from his ashes may be made
The violet of his native land.
Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892) -- In Memoriam, xviii... - Let knowledge grow from more to more.
-- Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892)
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In Memoriam, Prologue, Line... - The shadow cloak'd from head to foot.
-- Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892)
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In Memoriam, xxiii, Stanza...
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- This is the life. To be young, stupid, and have no future at all.
I love Brooklyn! -- Dan Akyroyd, Samurai Night Fever... - Premature withdrawal may lead to loss of
interest... - ROPF: Read Other
People's... - Reality is nothing but a collective hunch.
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Lily... - The highway cop said, "Walk a straight line." I said,
"Well, Officer Pythagoras, the closest you could ever...
