Maxioms by Lord Alfred Tennyson
Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all.
Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all.
Ours not to reason why Ours but to do and die.
Ours not to reason why Ours but to do and die.
And o'er the hills and far away,
Beyond their utmost purple rim,
Beyond the night, across the read more
And o'er the hills and far away,
Beyond their utmost purple rim,
Beyond the night, across the day,
Thro' all the world she followed him.
Happy he
With such a mother! faith in womankind
Beats with his blood, and trust in all read more
Happy he
With such a mother! faith in womankind
Beats with his blood, and trust in all things high
Comes easy to him, and though he trip and fall,
He shall not blind his soul with clay.
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.