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And sometimes through the mirror blue The knights come riding two and two.
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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But the churchmen fain would kill their church, As the churches have kill'd their Christ.
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There sinks the nebulous star we call the sun.
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