Maxioms by Lord Alfred Tennyson
Marriages are made in Heaven.
Marriages are made in Heaven.
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.
And o'er the hills and far away,
Beyond their utmost purple rim,
Beyond the night, across the read more
And o'er the hills and far away,
Beyond their utmost purple rim,
Beyond the night, across the day,
Thro' all the world she followed him.
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.
So much to do, so little done, such things to be.
So much to do, so little done, such things to be.
