Maxioms by Lord Alfred Tennyson
And oft I heard the tender dove
In firry woodlands making moan.
And oft I heard the tender dove
In firry woodlands making moan.
And every dew-drop paints a bow.
And every dew-drop paints a bow.
When rosy plumelets tuft the larch,
And rarely pipes the mounted thrush.
When rosy plumelets tuft the larch,
And rarely pipes the mounted thrush.
First pledge our Queen this solemn night,
Then drink to England, every guest;
That man's the best read more
First pledge our Queen this solemn night,
Then drink to England, every guest;
That man's the best Cosmopolite
Who knows his native country best.
A smile abroad is often a scowl at home.
A smile abroad is often a scowl at home.
