Lord Alfred Tennyson

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

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

In that fierce light which beats upon a throne.

In that fierce light which beats upon a throne.

Some full-breasted swan
That, fluting a wild carol ere her death,
Ruffles her pure cold plume, and read more

Some full-breasted swan
That, fluting a wild carol ere her death,
Ruffles her pure cold plume, and takes the flood
With swarthy webs.

Others' follies teach us not,
Nor much their wisdom teaches;
And most of sterling worth is what
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Others' follies teach us not,
Nor much their wisdom teaches;
And most of sterling worth is what
Our own experience preaches.

That loss is common would not make
My own less bitter, rather more:
Too common! Never morning read more

That loss is common would not make
My own less bitter, rather more:
Too common! Never morning wore
To evening, but some heart did break.