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The splendour falls on castle walls
And snowy summits old in story:
The long light shakes across the lakes,
And the wild cataract leaps in glory.
Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying,
Blow, bugle; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying.
Source: The Princess, IV, song
-- 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.