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Why do we all remember the day that Tennyson died but don't remember the names of our next door neighbours' dead children?

He used to be such a nice and quiet fellow. She was always so friendly and polite…

I envy not in any moods

.......... The captive void of noble rage,

.......... The linnet born within the cage,

That never knew the summer woods:

I envy not the beast that takes

.......... His license in the field of time,

.......... Unfetter'd by the sense of crime,

To whom a conscience never wakes;

Nor, what may count itself as blest,

.......... The heart that never plighted troth

.......... But stagnates in the weeds of sloth;

Nor any want-begotten rest.

I hold it true, whate'er befall;

.......... I feel it, when I sorrow most;

.......... 'Tis better to have loved and lost

Than never to have loved at all.

I used to read a lot but my eyes are getting weak these days.