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Alfred Lord Tennyson


Two children in two neighbor villages

Playing mad pranks along the heathy leas;

Two strangers meeting at a festival;

Two lovers whispering by an orchard wall:

Two lives bound fast in one with golden ease;

Two graves grass-green beside a gray church-tower,

Wash'd with still rains and daisy-blossomed;

Two children in one hamlet born and bred:

So runs the round of life from hour to hour.