Maxioms by Lord Alfred Tennyson
And from his ashes may be made
The violet of his native land.
And from his ashes may be made
The violet of his native land.
When his heart is glad
Of the full harvest, I will speak to him.
When his heart is glad
Of the full harvest, I will speak to him.
Modred's narrow foxy face,
Heart hiding smile, and gray persistent eye.
Modred's narrow foxy face,
Heart hiding smile, and gray persistent eye.
He makes no friend who never made a foe.
He makes no friend who never made a foe.
And feet like sunny gems on an English green.
And feet like sunny gems on an English green.
