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This truth within thy mind rehearse, That in a boundless universe Is boundless better, boundless worse.
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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Though thou wert scattered to the wind, Yet is there plenty of the kind.
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One so small Who knowing nothing knows but to obey.
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The long day wanes the slow moon climbs the deep.
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