Maxioms by Lord Alfred Tennyson
Should banded unions persecute
Opinions, and induce a time
When single thought is civil crime,
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Should banded unions persecute
Opinions, and induce a time
When single thought is civil crime,
And individual freedom mute,
. . . .
Then waft me from the harbour's mouth,
Wild wind, I seek a warmer sky.
Give place to your superiors.
Give place to your superiors.
Mariana in the moated grange.
Mariana in the moated grange.
Summer isles of Eden, lying in dark purple spheres of sea.
Summer isles of Eden, lying in dark purple spheres of sea.
And rolling far along the gloomy shores
The voice of days of old and days to be.
And rolling far along the gloomy shores
The voice of days of old and days to be.
