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Maxioms by Lord Alfred Tennyson

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Ours not to reason why Ours but to do and die.

Ours not to reason why Ours but to do and die.

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Our echoes roll from soul to soul,
And grow for ever and for ever.
Blow, bugle, blow, read more

Our echoes roll from soul to soul,
And grow for ever and for ever.
Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying,
And answer, echoes, answer, dying, dying, dying.

by Lord Alfred Tennyson Found in: Echo Quotes,
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And lives to clutch the golden keys,
To mould a mighty state's decrees,
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And lives to clutch the golden keys,
To mould a mighty state's decrees,
And shape the whisper of the throne.

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The time draws near the birth of Christ:
The moon is hid; the night is still;
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The time draws near the birth of Christ:
The moon is hid; the night is still;
The Christmas bells from hill to hill
Answer each other in the mist.

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As the many-winter'd crow that leads the clanging rookery home.

As the many-winter'd crow that leads the clanging rookery home.

by Lord Alfred Tennyson Found in: Crows Quotes,
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