Alfred Austin quotes - page 2
Why from the plain truth should I shrink?
In woods men feel; in towns they think.
Yet, which is best? Thought, stumbling, plods
Past fallen temples, vanished gods,
Altars unincensed, fanes undecked,
Eternal systems flown or wrecked;
Through trackless centuries that grant
To the poor trudge refreshment scant,
Age after age, pants on to find
A melting mirage of the mind.
But feeling never wanders far,
Content to fare with things that are.
Alfred Austin
Alfred Austin
Occupation: British Writer
Born: May 30, 1835
Died: June 2, 1913
Quotes count: 65
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