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Tennyson, You Bastard! [Apr. 10th, 2005|03:45 am]



From beyond, an electronic database fetches me your words.

Poet Laureate, can you hear me?

Ours not to reason why Ours but to do and die.

-Alfred Lord Tennyson

You forgot the element of time.

Nothing is quite as simple as a poem, kind sir.

So many worlds, so much to do, so little done, such things to be.

-Alfred Lord Tennyson

No shit.

I struggle with the balance of the construction of works about and in celebration of life. I want to also enjoy life, but at the moment, it has been such the struggle.

And out of darkness came the hands that reach thro' nature, moulding men.

-Alfred Lord Tennyson

That is, if the hands do not kill them as a result.

I still believe, however half-empty, that all things happen for some purpose, with the destiny of positive shape.

Guard your roving thoughts with a jealous care, for speech is but the dialer of thoughts, and every fool can plainly read in your words what is the hour of your thoughts.

-Alfred Lord Tennyson

If you only knew of the 21st Century and the dawn of the internet, then you might be horrified.

The world moves at a frightening pace.

To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.

-Alfred Lord Tennyson

In the random selection, I agree with your words on face value. This is the strongest of the feeling of agreement.

All of the greats have done just that.

'Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all.

-Alfred Lord Tennyson

Once again, the brevity lacks explanation.

How does one best cope with the loss?

From meager experience, I still must agree.

We cannot be kind to each other here for even an hour. We whisper, and hint, and chuckle and grin at our brother's shame; however you take it we men are a little breed.

-Alfred Lord Tennyson

Same game, never change, can't reform 'em.

The only progress is technology within the time elapsed.

Knowledge comes, but wisdom lingers.

-Alfred Lord Tennyson

Of the random moment, this is the most true.





Thank you, kind sir.

Over a century between us, you have helped in conversation.

Until we meet, I bid you a well-earned eternal rest.

The pleasure clearly belongs to me in full.