Lord Alfred Tennyson

To pluck the vicious quitch
Of blood and custom wholly out of him,
And make all clean read more

To pluck the vicious quitch
Of blood and custom wholly out of him,
And make all clean and plant himself afresh.

There lives more faith in honest doubt,
Believe me, than in half the creeds.

There lives more faith in honest doubt,
Believe me, than in half the creeds.

Authority forgets a dying king,
Laid widow'd of the power in his eye
That bow'd the will.

Authority forgets a dying king,
Laid widow'd of the power in his eye
That bow'd the will.

He clasps the crag with hooked hands;
Close to the sun in lonely lands,
Ring'd with the read more

He clasps the crag with hooked hands;
Close to the sun in lonely lands,
Ring'd with the azure world, he stands.
The wrinkled sea beneath him crawls:
He watches from his mountain walls,
And like a thunderbolt he falls.

Others' follies teach us not,
Nor much their wisdom teaches;
And most of sterling worth is what
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Others' follies teach us not,
Nor much their wisdom teaches;
And most of sterling worth is what
Our own experience preaches.