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There has fallen a splendid tear
From the passion-flower at the gate.
She is coming, my dove, my dear;
She is coming, my life, my fate,
The red rose cries, `She is near, she is near':
And the white rose weeps, `She is late'.
Source: Maud, Pt I. xxii. 10
-- Alfred, Lord Tennyson, (Aug 6 1809-1892), English poet; He was the Poet Laureate, 1850-92 who wrote Charge of the Light Brigade, 1854 and Idylls of the King, 1885.