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• Her manners had not that repose Which stamps the caste of Vere de Vere.
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• From yon blue heaven above us bent, The grand old gardener and his wife Smile at the claims of long descent.
  -- Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892) -- Lady Clara Vere de Vere, Stanza 7...
• There lives more faith in honest doubt, Believe me, than in half the creeds.
  -- Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892) -- In Memoriam, xcvi, Stanza 3...
• There lives more faith in honest doubt, believe me, than in half the creeds.
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• A good scare is worth more to a man than good advice. -- Edgar Howe
• 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...
• More black than ash-buds in the front of March.
  -- Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892) -- The Gardener's Daughte...
• He seems so near, and yet so far. -- Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892) -- In Memoriam, xcvii, Stanza 6
• So careful of the type she seems, So careless of the single life.
  -- Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892) -- In Memoriam, lv, Stanza 2...