Maxioms by Lord Alfred Tennyson
Not perfect, nay, but full of tender wants.
Not perfect, nay, but full of tender wants.
We keep the day. With festal cheer,
With books and music, surely we
Will drink to him, read more
We keep the day. With festal cheer,
With books and music, surely we
Will drink to him, whate'er he be,
And sing the songs he loved to hear.
He makes no friend who never made a foe.
He makes no friend who never made a foe.
The great world's altar stairs
That slope through darkness up to God.
The great world's altar stairs
That slope through darkness up to God.
Marriages are made in Heaven.
Marriages are made in Heaven.
