Maxioms by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Resolve, and thou art free.
Resolve, and thou art free.
See, how the stream has overflowed
Its banks, and o'er the meadow road
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See, how the stream has overflowed
Its banks, and o'er the meadow road
Is spreading far and wide!
Nature is a revelation of God; Art is a revelation of man
Nature is a revelation of God; Art is a revelation of man
The ceaseless rain is falling fast,
And yonder gilded vane,
Immovable for three days past,
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The ceaseless rain is falling fast,
And yonder gilded vane,
Immovable for three days past,
Points to the misty main.
A region of repose it seems,
A place of slumber and of dreams.
A region of repose it seems,
A place of slumber and of dreams.
