Break, break, break, On thy cold gray stones, O Sea! And I would that my tongue could utter The thoughts that arise in me. (Alfred, Lord Tennyson)

Break, break, break, On thy cold gray stones, O Sea! And I would that my tongue could utter The thoughts that arise in me.

Alfred, Lord Tennyson

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