From this wonderful poem by Alfred Lord Tennyson, this blog got its name.
Whatever I have said or sung,
Some bitter notes my harp would give,
Yea, tho’ there often seem’d to live
A contradiction on the tongue,
Yet Hope had never lost her youth;
She did but look through dimmer eyes;
Or Love but play’d with gracious lies,
Because he felt so fix’d in truth:
And if the song were full of care,
He breathed the spirit of the song;
And if the words were sweet and strong
He set his royal signet there;
Abiding with me till I sail
To seek thee on the mystic deeps,
And this electric force, that keeps
A thousand pulses dancing, fail.
By Alfred Lord Tennyson
Oh ! I didn’t know that your blog is named after a Tennyson poem !! Great poem !
And you just changed the address……….bored with the previous, eh ?
Anyways, I hope you will transfer old material here :)
Yes, I was poring over his collection and came across this and I knew this had to be it :)
Sadly, I won’t be transferring material here. I want to start anew. :)
Well, then please don’t delete antara4ever ! I love those too !!
“Hope had never lost her youth” – love this line!