For this alone on Death I wreak The wrath that garners in my heart: He put our lives so far apart We cannot hear each other speak.


The Complete Works of Alfred Tennyson (ed. 1878)


For this alone on Death I wreak The wrath that garners in my heart: He put our lives so far apart We cannot hear each other speak.

For this alone on Death I wreak The wrath that garners in my heart: He put our lives so far apart We cannot hear each other speak.

For this alone on Death I wreak The wrath that garners in my heart: He put our lives so far apart We cannot hear each other speak.

For this alone on Death I wreak The wrath that garners in my heart: He put our lives so far apart We cannot hear each other speak.