Alfred Lord Tennyson Quotes

O hark,O hear! how thin and clear And thinner, clearer, farther going! O sweet and far from cliff and scar The horns of Elfland faintly blowing! Blow, let us hear the purple glens replying: Blow, bugle; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying.
Alfred Lord Tennyson
Alfred Lord Tennyson

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