Maxioms by Lord Alfred Tennyson
The sabbaths of Eternity.
One sabbath deep and wide.
The sabbaths of Eternity.
One sabbath deep and wide.
Like Hezekiah's, backward runs
The shadow of my days.
Like Hezekiah's, backward runs
The shadow of my days.
And ye talk together still,
In the language wherewith Spring
Letters cowslips on the hill.
And ye talk together still,
In the language wherewith Spring
Letters cowslips on the hill.
Fancy light from Fancy caught.
Fancy light from Fancy caught.
And by the meadow-trenches blow the faint sweet cuckoo-flowers.
And by the meadow-trenches blow the faint sweet cuckoo-flowers.
