“Where Claribel low-lieth
The breezes pause and die,
Letting the rose-leaves fall”

— Alfred, Lord Tennyson, Claribel

"Claribel" (1830)
Context: Where Claribel low-lieth
The breezes pause and die,
Letting the rose-leaves fall:
But the solemn oak-tree sigheth,
Thick-leaved, ambrosial,
With an ancient melody
Of an inward agony,
Where Claribel low-lieth.

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