Thursday, April 2, 2015
from in memoriam, by tennyson
"Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky,
The flying cloud, the frosty light:
The year is dying in the night;
Ring out, wild bells, and let him die."
In Memoriam, by Tennyson
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