Maxioms by Lord Alfred Tennyson
Summer isles of Eden, lying in dark purple spheres of sea.
Summer isles of Eden, lying in dark purple spheres of sea.
Mariana in the moated grange.
Mariana in the moated grange.
And out of darkness came the hands
That reach thro' nature, moulding men.
And out of darkness came the hands
That reach thro' nature, moulding men.
'Tis gone: a thousand such have slipt
Away from my embraces:
And fallen into the dusty crypt
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'Tis gone: a thousand such have slipt
Away from my embraces:
And fallen into the dusty crypt
Of darken'd forms and faces.
To learn from other men's mistakes to prevent your own.
To learn from other men's mistakes to prevent your own.
