That Men May Rise On Stepping Stones Lyrics By Alfred Lord Tennyson. I held it truth with him who sings To one clear harp in divers tones That men may rise on stepping-stones Of their dead selves to higher things.
That Men May Rise On Stepping Stones Lyrics
I held it truth with him who sings
To one clear harp in divers tones
That men may rise on stepping-stones
Of their dead selves to higher things.
But who shall so forecast the years
And find in loss a gain to match?
Or reach a hand thro’ time to catch
The far-off interest of tears?
Let Love clasp Grief lest both be drown’d
Let darkness keep her raven gloss:
Ah sweeter to be drunk with loss
To dance with death to beat the ground
Than that the victor Hours should scorn
The long result of love and boast
`Behold the man that loved and lost
But all he was is overworn.
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