Lord Alfred Tennyson

We issued gorged with knowledge, and I spoke:
"Why, Sirs, they do all this as well as we."
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We issued gorged with knowledge, and I spoke:
"Why, Sirs, they do all this as well as we."
"They hunt old trails" said Cyril, "very well;
But when did woman ever yet invent?"

Sweet is true love that is given in vain, and sweet is death that takes away pain.

Sweet is true love that is given in vain, and sweet is death that takes away pain.

I do sing because I must,
And pipe but as the linnets sing.

I do sing because I must,
And pipe but as the linnets sing.

So runs the round of life from hour to hour.

So runs the round of life from hour to hour.

I know not which way to turn. [I am in a quandary.]

I know not which way to turn. [I am in a quandary.]