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Sleep sweetly, tender heart, in peace;Sleep, holy spirit, blessed soul,While the stars burn, the moons increase,And the great ages onward roll. Sleep till the end, true soul and sweet. Nothing comes to thee new or strange. Sleep full of rest from head to feet;Lie still, dry dust, secure of change.Tennyson, Lord Alfred
Source: ALFRED, LORD TENNYSON, To J. S. [James Spedding], stanzas 1819, The Poetic and Dramatic Works of Alfred Lord Tennyson, p. 78 . · This quote is about uncategorised · Search on Google Books to find all references and sources for this quotation.
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