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And the stately ships go on To their haven under the hill But O for the touch of a vanished hand, And the sound of a voice that is still!
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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And was the day of my delight As pure and perfect as I say?
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It is the little rift within the lute That by and by will make the music mute, And ever widening slowly silence all.
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