Friday, January 01, 2016
Far Off
Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892), "Maud," Part I, lines 150-155:
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Be mine a philosopher’s life in the quiet woodland ways, 150
Where if I cannot be gay let a passionless peace be my lot,
Far-off from the clamour of liars belied in the hubbub of lies;
From the long-neck'd geese of the world that are ever hissing dispraise
Because their natures are little, and, whether he heed it or not,
Where each man walks with his head in a cloud of poisonous flies. 155
