Alfred Lord Tennyson Quotes

O Love! They Die In Yon Rich Sky, They Faint On Hill Or Field Or River: Our Echoes Roll From Soul To Soul, And Grow Forever And Forever. Blow, Bugle, Blow! Set The Wild Echoes Flying! And Answer, Echoes, Answer! Dying, Dying, Dying.

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