Maxioms by Lord Alfred Tennyson
Then she rode forth, clothed on with chastity:
The deep air listen'd round her as she rode,
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Then she rode forth, clothed on with chastity:
The deep air listen'd round her as she rode,
And all the low wind hardly breathed for fear.
Mariana in the moated grange.
Mariana in the moated grange.
In time there is no present,
In eternity no future,
In eternity no past.
In time there is no present,
In eternity no future,
In eternity no past.
The slow, sweet hours that bring us all things good.
The slow, sweet hours that bring us all things good.
