Alfred Lord Tennyson Quotes

He clasps the crag with crooked hands; Close to the sun in lonely lands, Ringed with the azure world, he stands. The wrinkled sea beneath him crawls; He watches from his mountain walls, And like a thunderbolt he falls.
Alfred Lord Tennyson
Alfred Lord Tennyson

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