All things are taken from us, and become Portions and parcels of the dreadful past.
Alfred Lord TennysonMastering the lawless science of our law,- that codeless myriad of precedent, that wilderness of single instances.
Alfred Lord TennysonAll precious things, discover'd late, To those that seek them issue forth, For love in sequel works with fate, And draws the veil from hidden worth.
Alfred Lord Tennyson