Lord Alfred Tennyson

The great world's altar stairs
That slope through darkness up to God.

The great world's altar stairs
That slope through darkness up to God.

There lies more faith in honest doubt, believe me, than in half the
creeds.

There lies more faith in honest doubt, believe me, than in half the
creeds.

And on her lover's arm she leant,
And round her waist she felt it fold,
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And on her lover's arm she leant,
And round her waist she felt it fold,
And far across the hills they went,
In that new world that is the old.

I am myself a man, and nothing relating to men is a matter of
indifference to me.

I am myself a man, and nothing relating to men is a matter of
indifference to me.

I hold a wolf by the ears. [I am in a dilemma I have caught a
Tartar.]

I hold a wolf by the ears. [I am in a dilemma I have caught a
Tartar.]