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Sleep till the end, true soul and sweet!
Nothing comes to thee new or strange.
Sleep full of rest from head to feet;
Lie still, dry dust, secure of change.
--
To J. S., stanza 19, from Poems (1832).

 

Alfred Tennyson (Lord)

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Sleep, happy soul, all life will sleep at last.

 

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