Maxioms by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Hospitality sitting with gladness.
Hospitality sitting with gladness.
Talk not of wasted affection; affection never was wasted.
Talk not of wasted affection; affection never was wasted.
O child! O new-born denizen
Of life's great city! on thy head
The glory of morn is read more
O child! O new-born denizen
Of life's great city! on thy head
The glory of morn is shed,
Like a celestial benison!
Here at the portal thou dost stand,
And with thy little hand
Thou openest the mysterious gate
Into the future's undiscovered land.
Night after night,
He sat and bleared his eyes with books.
Night after night,
He sat and bleared his eyes with books.
Fame comes only when deserved, and then is as inevitable as destiny, for it is destiny.
Fame comes only when deserved, and then is as inevitable as destiny, for it is destiny.
