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For he comes, the human child! To the waters and the wild With a faery, hand in hand, From a world more full of weeping than he can understand. ---W. B. YEATS
I am a part of all that I have met; Yet all experience is an arch wherethrough Gleams that untravelled world, whose margin fades For ever and for ever when I move. Alfred Tennyson
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Tis better to have loved and lost Than never to have loved at all. ---Alfred Lord Tennyson
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How can I, that girl standing there, My attention fix On Roman or on Russian Or on Spanish politics? Yet here's a travelled man that knows What he talks about, And there's a politician That has read and thought, And maybe what they say is true Of war and war's alarms, But O that I were young again And held her in my arms! ---William Butler Yeats
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Hope Smiles from the threshold of the year to come, Whispering 'it will be happier'... ---Alfred Lord Tennyson
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