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On tenor and Tennyson

Not once, but twice in four days, I’ve heard the following words quoted, read out loud the first time in the most unexpected of mediums and quoted in written form the second, in an expression of compassion from a Katrina survivor to those now suffering through the aftermath of Sandy. I don’t believe in coincidence, and the tenor of these six lines is simply too profound not to share. I strive for my words to someday carry a fraction of this weight.

Alfred TennysonFrom Ulysses, by Alfred, Lord Tennyson:

“Tho’ much is taken, much abides; and tho’
We are not now that strength which in old days
Mov’d earth and heaven, that which we are, we are:
One equal temper of heroic hearts,
Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will
To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.”