Maxioms by Alexander Smith
We twain have met like the ships upon the sea,
Who behold an hour's converse, so short, so sweet:
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We twain have met like the ships upon the sea,
Who behold an hour's converse, so short, so sweet:
One little hour! and then, away they speed
On lonely paths, through mist, and cloud, and foam,
To meet no more.
The pale child, Eve, leading her mother, Night.
The pale child, Eve, leading her mother, Night.
A great man is the man who does something for the first time.
A great man is the man who does something for the first time.
