Maxioms by Lord Alfred Tennyson
And every dew-drop paints a bow.
And every dew-drop paints a bow.
Ring out, will bells, to the wild sky,
The flying cloud, the frosty light.
Ring out, will bells, to the wild sky,
The flying cloud, the frosty light.
The quarrels of lovers lead but to the renewal of love.
The quarrels of lovers lead but to the renewal of love.
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.
We keep the day. With festal cheer,
With books and music, surely we
Will drink to him, read more
We keep the day. With festal cheer,
With books and music, surely we
Will drink to him, whate'er he be,
And sing the songs he loved to hear.
