Alfred Tennyson
England
6 Aug 1809 // 6 Oct 1892
Poeta
6 Aug 1809 // 6 Oct 1892
Poeta
It is the little rift within the lute
That by and by will make the music mute,
And ever widening slowly silence all.
That by and by will make the music mute,
And ever widening slowly silence all.
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