Lord Alfred Tennyson

I do sing because I must,
And pipe but as the linnets sing.

I do sing because I must,
And pipe but as the linnets sing.

The lights begin to twinkle from the rocks:
The long day wanes: the slow moon climbs: the deep
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The lights begin to twinkle from the rocks:
The long day wanes: the slow moon climbs: the deep
Moans round with many voices.

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.

When a true genius appears in the world you may know him by this sign: that all the dunces are read more

When a true genius appears in the world you may know him by this sign: that all the dunces are in confederacy against him.

The slow, sweet hours that bring us all things good.

The slow, sweet hours that bring us all things good.