Wikiquote:Quote of the day/August 6, 2017

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O purblind race of miserable men
How many among us at this very hour
Do forge a life-long trouble for ourselves,
By taking true for false, or false for true;
Here, through the feeble twilight of this world
Groping, how many, until we pass and reach
That other, where we see as we are seen!
~ Alfred Tennyson ~
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~ Idylls of the King ~