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Ring out the grief that saps the mind, for those that were here we see no more.
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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Ours is not to wonder why. Ours is just to do or die.
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Shape your heart to front the hour, but dream not that the hours will last.
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I waited for the train at Coventry I hung with grooms and porters on the bridge, To watch the three tall spires and there I shaped The city's ancient legend into this.
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