Alfred Lord Tennyson
Epitaph on General Gordon - Poem by Alfred Lord Tennyson
WARRIOR of God, man's friend, and tyrant's foe
Now somewhere dead far in the waste Soudan,
Thou livest in all hearts, for all men know
This earth has never borne a nobler man.
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