Lord Alfred Tennyson

Authority forgets a dying king,
Laid widow'd of the power in his eye
That bow'd the will.

Authority forgets a dying king,
Laid widow'd of the power in his eye
That bow'd the will.

I chatter, chatter, as I flow
To join the brimming river,
For men may come and men read more

I chatter, chatter, as I flow
To join the brimming river,
For men may come and men may go,
But I go on forever.

All
Life needs for life is possible to will.

All
Life needs for life is possible to will.

Dreams are true while they last, and do we not live in dreams?

Dreams are true while they last, and do we not live in dreams?

But over all things brooding slept
The quiet sense of something lost.

But over all things brooding slept
The quiet sense of something lost.