Maxioms by 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.
The Lord let the house of a brute to the soul of a man,
And the man said, "Am read more
The Lord let the house of a brute to the soul of a man,
And the man said, "Am I your debtor?"
And the Lord--"Not yet: but make it as clean as you can,
And then I will let you a better."
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.
Steps with a tender foot, light as on air,
The lovely, lordly creature floated on.
Steps with a tender foot, light as on air,
The lovely, lordly creature floated on.
I am a part of all that I have seen.
I am a part of all that I have seen.
