Ulysses by Lord Alfred Tennyson
Yes this is a far cry from the normal Youtube antics I’d normally post, but it’s my blog and I can post what I want.
I find this poem quite remarkable.
Ulysses, by Lord Alfred Tennyson (1833)
It little profits that an idle king,
By this still hearth, among these barren crags,
Match’d with an aged wife, I mete and dole
Posted: May 19th, 2009
at 12:12am by scott topic
Tagged with poetry
Categories: poetry
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