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Alfred Tennyson (Lord)

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Dan Chaucer, the first warbler, whose sweet breath
Preluded those melodious bursts that fill
The spacious times of great Elizabeth
With sounds that echo still.
--
"A Dream of Fair Women", st. 2 (1832).

 
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