Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Then read from the treasured volume The poem of thy choice, And lend to the rhyme of the poet read more

Then read from the treasured volume The poem of thy choice, And lend to the rhyme of the poet The beauty of thy voice.

Every man has his secret sorrows which the world knows not; and often times we call a man cold when read more

Every man has his secret sorrows which the world knows not; and often times we call a man cold when he is only sad.

The Rhine! the Rhine! a blessing on the Rhine!

The Rhine! the Rhine! a blessing on the Rhine!

The life of a man consists not in seeing visions and in dreaming dreams, but in active charity and in read more

The life of a man consists not in seeing visions and in dreaming dreams, but in active charity and in willing service

The holiest of all holidays are those kept by ourselves in silence and apart; the secret anniversaries of the heart.

The holiest of all holidays are those kept by ourselves in silence and apart; the secret anniversaries of the heart.