| Aberdeen (April 1905) | 
| Thomas Hardy | 
|   | I looked; and thought, "She is too gray and cold To wake the warm enthusiasms of old!" Till a voice passed: "Behind that granite mien Lurks the imposing beauty of a Queen." I looked anew; and saw the radiant form Of Her who stays in stress, who guides in storm; On the grave influence of whose eyes sublime Men count for the stability of the time.† 
†And wisdom and knowledge shall be
the stability of thy times. |