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The city is built To music, therefore never built at all, And therefore built forever.
Alfred Lord Tennyson
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Alfred Lord Tennyson
Age: 83 †
Born: 1809
Born: August 6
Died: 1892
Died: October 6
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For always roaming with a hungry heart.
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A louse in the locks of literature.
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