Alfred Lord Tennyson
Authority forgets a dying king.
There’s no glory like those who save their country.
I the heir of all the ages, in the foremost files of time.
The Gods themselves cannot recall their gifts.
O earth, what changes hast thou seen!
In the long years liker they must grow; The man be more of woman, she of man.
The same words conceal and declare the thoughts of men.
What rights are those that dare not resist for them?
A day may sink or save a realm.
And out of darkness came the hands that reach thro’ nature, moulding men.
Men at most differ as Heaven and Earth, but women, worst and best, as Heaven and Hell.
Such a one do I remember, whom to look at was love.
Believe me, than in half the creeds.
There lives more faith in honest doubt, believe me, than in half the creeds.
Theirs is not to make reply: Theirs is not to reason why: Theirs is but to do and die.