PoemLet the great world spin for ever down the ringing grooves of change.Alfred TennysonPoems · 1842★ 5.4
PoemThat which we are, we are; One equal temper of heroic hearts, Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.Alfred TennysonPoems · 1842★ 3.6
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