Maxioms by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Nor deem the irrevocable Past,
As wholly wasted, wholly vain,
If, rising on its wrecks, at last
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Nor deem the irrevocable Past,
As wholly wasted, wholly vain,
If, rising on its wrecks, at last
To something nobler we attain.
The atmosphere
Breathes rest and comfort and the many chambers
Seem full of welcomes.
The atmosphere
Breathes rest and comfort and the many chambers
Seem full of welcomes.
Feet that run on willing errands!
Feet that run on willing errands!
The greatest firmness is the greatest mercy
The greatest firmness is the greatest mercy
And fast through the midnight dark and drear,
Through the whistling sleet and snow,
Like a sheeted read more
And fast through the midnight dark and drear,
Through the whistling sleet and snow,
Like a sheeted ghost, the vessel swept
Towards the reef of Norman's Woe.
