Lord Alfred Tennyson

Ring out old shapes of foul disease;
Ring out the narrowing lust of gold;
Ring out the read more

Ring out old shapes of foul disease;
Ring out the narrowing lust of gold;
Ring out the thousand wars of old,
Ring in the thousand years of peace.

God's finger touched him, and he slept.

God's finger touched him, and he slept.

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.

It is, I believe, better to restrain the passions of youth by a
sense of shame, and by conciliatory read more

It is, I believe, better to restrain the passions of youth by a
sense of shame, and by conciliatory means, than by fear.

With no more sign of wisdom than a beard.

With no more sign of wisdom than a beard.