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Till last by Philip's farm I flow To join the brimming river, For men may come and men may go, But I go on for ever.
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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