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I built my soul a lordly pleasure-house, Wherein at ease for aye to dwell.
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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Queen rose of the rosebud garden of girls.
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If I make dark my countenance, I shut my life from happier chance.
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