Maxioms by Lord Alfred Tennyson
The bearing and the training of a child
Is woman's wisdom.
The bearing and the training of a child
Is woman's wisdom.
Our echoes roll from soul to soul,
And grow for ever and for ever.
Blow, bugle, blow, read more
Our echoes roll from soul to soul,
And grow for ever and for ever.
Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying,
And answer, echoes, answer, dying, dying, dying.
In after-dinner talk,
Across the walnuts and the wine.
In after-dinner talk,
Across the walnuts and the wine.
Like Hezekiah's, backward runs
The shadow of my days.
Like Hezekiah's, backward runs
The shadow of my days.
Ring out, will bells, to the wild sky,
The flying cloud, the frosty light.
Ring out, will bells, to the wild sky,
The flying cloud, the frosty light.
