Maxioms by Lord Alfred Tennyson
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.
The lights begin to twinkle from the rocks:
The long day wanes: the slow moon climbs: the deep
read more
The lights begin to twinkle from the rocks:
The long day wanes: the slow moon climbs: the deep
Moans round with many voices.
The Queen, who sat
With lips severely placid felt the knot
Climb in her throat, and with read more
The Queen, who sat
With lips severely placid felt the knot
Climb in her throat, and with her feet unseen
Crushed the wild passion out against the floor.
An' I thowt 'twur the will o' the Lord, but Miss Annie she said
it wur draains,
For read more
An' I thowt 'twur the will o' the Lord, but Miss Annie she said
it wur draains,
For she hedn't naw coomfut in 'er, an' arn'd naw thanks fur 'er
paains.
O well for him whose will is strong,
He suffers, but he will not suffer long.
O well for him whose will is strong,
He suffers, but he will not suffer long.
