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• Unto dying eyes The casement slowly grows a glimmering square.
  -- Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892) -- The Princess, Part iv, Line 33...
• There sinks the nebulous star we call the sun.
  -- Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892) -- The Princess, Part iv, Line 1...
• Dear as remember'd kisses after death, And sweet as those by hopeless fancy feign'd On lips that are for othe
  deep as love,-- Deep as first love, and wild with all regret....
• HaHaHaHaHaHa..my eyes are filled with tears.
• Short swallow-flights of song, that dip Their wings in tears, and skim away.
  -- Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892) -- In Memoriam, xlviii, Stanza 4...
• A rosebud set with little wilful thorns, And sweet as English air could make her, she.
  -- Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892) -- The Princess, Part i, Line 153...
• The soul would have no rainbow had the eyes no tears.