Ah, when shall all men's good _x000D_ _x000D_ Be each man's rule, and universal peace _x000D_ _x000D_ Lie like a shaft of light across the land, _x000D_ _x000D_ And like a lane of beams athwart the sea, _x000D_ _x000D_ Thro' all the circle of the golden year?
Alfred Lord TennysonRead