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Ah, Why Should Life All Labour Be? -- Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892) -- The Lotus-Eaters, Iv
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Ah, why
Should life all labour be?
-- Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892)
-- The Lotus-Eaters, iv
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