Lord Alfred Tennyson ( 6 of 46 )
Treading softly like a thief,
Lest the harsh shingle should grate underfoot,
And feeling all along the read more
Treading softly like a thief,
Lest the harsh shingle should grate underfoot,
And feeling all along the garden wall.
I know not which way to turn. [I am in a quandary.]
I know not which way to turn. [I am in a quandary.]
With no more sign of wisdom than a beard.
With no more sign of wisdom than a beard.
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.
O well for him whose will is strong,
He suffers, but he will not suffer long.
O well for him whose will is strong,
He suffers, but he will not suffer long.
To learn from other men's mistakes to prevent your own.
To learn from other men's mistakes to prevent your own.
