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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.
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.
Approximate author period: c. 1809 AD · industrial
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- Alfred Tennyson
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- Approximate author period: c. 1809 AD · industrial
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- Familiar Quotations, ninth edition (1905 printing) (1905 AD)
The Princess. Part iii. Line 360.
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