Lost Love - Alfred Tennyson | Eternal Poems

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I envy not in any moods
The captive void of noble rage,
The linnet born within the cage,
That never knew the summer woods;

I envy not the beast that takes
His license in the field of time,
Unfetter’d by the sense of crime,
To whom a conscience never wakes;

Nor, what may count itself as blest,
The heart that never plighted troth
But stagnates in the weeds of sloth;
Nor any want-begotten rest.

I hold it true, whate’er befall;
I feel it, when I sorrow most;
‘T is better to have loved and lost
Than never to have loved at all.

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AUTHOR:
Alfred Tennyson was born on 6 August 1809 in Somersby, Lincolnshire, England. He was a British poet and the Poet Laureate during much of Queen Victoria's reign and remains one of the most popular British poets.

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ATTRIBUTION:
Alfred Tennyson's portrait from Julia Margaret Cameron, Public domain, via Wikimedia Commons

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