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

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