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... Holy! Holy! Lord of hosts!
Holy! Holy! The great Prophet and Messiah!"
By a carriage at the street corner, having just witnessed this impactful scene, Tennyson couldn’t help but be moved to tears. It was only then that he understood the meaning behind the words Arthur had once said to him.
—I’d rather you not become a great poet, for the heavenly poems have all been written by priests, so poets can only depict Hell.
And now, here, this was his Hell.
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