From too much love of living From hope and fear set free We thank with brief thanksgiving Whatever gods may be That no life lives for ever That dead men rise up never That even the weariest river Winds somewhere safe to sea.
Hope thou not much and fear thou not at all.
There's no love more intense than the love we have for our kids - and where...
I don't deny that there are problems in the intelligence world but I would argue that in the UK we try to uphold the highest standards in the world.
