Lord Alfred Tennyson

While I plan, and plan, my hair
Is gray before I know it.

While I plan, and plan, my hair
Is gray before I know it.

And a million horrible bellowing echoes broke
From the red-ribb'd hollow behind the wood,
And thunder'd up read more

And a million horrible bellowing echoes broke
From the red-ribb'd hollow behind the wood,
And thunder'd up into Heaven.

A life of nothing's nothing worth,
From that first nothing ere his birth,
To that last nothing read more

A life of nothing's nothing worth,
From that first nothing ere his birth,
To that last nothing under earth.

In time there is no present,
In eternity no future,
In eternity no past.

In time there is no present,
In eternity no future,
In eternity no past.

Our wills are ours, we know not how;
Our wills are ours, to make them thine.

Our wills are ours, we know not how;
Our wills are ours, to make them thine.