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I cannot rest from travel I will drink Life to the lees.
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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Sweet is every sound, sweeter the voice, but every sound is sweet.
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Music that gentlier on the spirit lies, Than tired eyelids upon tired eyes.
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