Alfred Lord Tennyson

Faultily faultless, icily regular, splendidly null, dead perfection; no more.

Faultily faultless, icily regular, splendidly null, dead perfection; no more.

I the heir of all the ages, in the foremost files of time.

I the heir of all the ages, in the foremost files of time.

Words, like nature, half reveal and half conceal the soul within.

Words, like nature, half reveal and half conceal the soul within.

I hold it true, whate'er befall; I feel it, when I sorrow most; 'Tis better to have loved and lost read more

I hold it true, whate'er befall; I feel it, when I sorrow most; 'Tis better to have loved and lost Than never to have loved at all.

Self-reverence, self-knowledge, self-control -- these three alone lead to power.

Self-reverence, self-knowledge, self-control -- these three alone lead to power.