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Shall eagles not be eagles? wrens be wrens? If all the world were falcons, what of that? The wonder of the eagle were the less, But he not less the eagle.
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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This world was once a fluid haze of light, Till toward the centre set the starry tides, And eddied into suns, that wheeling cast The planets: then the monster, then the man.
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Sunset and evening star, And one clear call for me! And may there be no moaning of the bar When I put out to sea.
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Rich in saving common-sense, And, as the greatest only are, In his simplicity sublime.
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Gorgonised me from head to foot With a stony British stare.
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