1850 in poetry

— From Cantos 27 and 56, In Memoriam A.H.H., by Alfred Tennyson, published this year

I hold it true, whate'er befall;

I feel it when I sorrow most;
'Tis better to have loved and lost
Than never to have loved at all.
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Who trusted God was love indeed
And love Creation's final law
Tho' Nature, red in tooth and claw

With ravine, shriek'd against his creed

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