Lord Alfred Tennyson

Ah! well away!
Seasons flower and fade.

Ah! well away!
Seasons flower and fade.

Then the face of night is fair in the dewy downs
And the shining daffodil dies.

Then the face of night is fair in the dewy downs
And the shining daffodil dies.

The lights begin to twinkle from the rocks:
The long day wanes: the slow moon climbs: the deep
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The lights begin to twinkle from the rocks:
The long day wanes: the slow moon climbs: the deep
Moans round with many voices.

When a true genius appears in the world you may know him by this sign: that all the dunces are read more

When a true genius appears in the world you may know him by this sign: that all the dunces are in confederacy against him.

And lives to clutch the golden keys,
To mould a mighty state's decrees,
And shape the whisper read more

And lives to clutch the golden keys,
To mould a mighty state's decrees,
And shape the whisper of the throne.