Sunrise, Tennyson Down 2011, Wightpod

TO W. E. GLADSTONE

We move, the wheel must always move,
Nor always on the plain,
And if we move to such a goal
As Wisdom hopes to gain,
Then you that drive, and know your Craft,
Will firmly hold the rein,
Nor lend an ear to random cries,
Or you may drive in vain,
For some cry “Quick” and some cry “Slow,”
But, while the hills remain,
Up hill “Too-slow” will need the whip,
Down hill “Too-quick,” the chain.
 

TENNYSON AND HIS

FRIENDS

EDITED
BY
HALLAM, LORD TENNYSON

MACMILLAN AND CO., LIMITED
ST. MARTIN’S STREET, LONDON
1911

Dedicated
TO
THE FRIENDS OF TENNYSON
BY
HIS SON

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