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Beat, happy stars, timing with things below,
Beat with my heart more blest than heart can tell,
Blest, but for some dark undercurrent woe
That seems to drawβbut it shall not be so:
Let all be well, be well.
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Alfred Tennyson (The Works of Alfred, Lord Tennyson, Vol. 3: Maud in Memoriam; The Princess; Enoch Arden)
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She saw the snowy poles of moonless Mars, That marvellous round of milky light Below Orion, and those double stars Whereof the one more bright
Is circled by the other
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Alfred Tennyson (Tennyson's Poetry)