Alfred Tennyson
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Live thy Life,
Young and old, Like yon oak, Bright in spring, Living gold; Summer-rich Then; and then Autumn-changed, Soberer-hued Gold again. All his leaves Fallen at length, Look, he stands, Trunk and bough, Naked strength. |
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