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As the husband is the wife is thou art mated with a clown, As the grossness of his nature will have weight to drag thee down.
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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