Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

The prayer of Ajax was for light;
Through all that dark and desperate fight,
The blackness of read more

The prayer of Ajax was for light;
Through all that dark and desperate fight,
The blackness of that noonday night.

We judge ourselves by what we feel capable of doing, while others
judge us by what we have already read more

We judge ourselves by what we feel capable of doing, while others
judge us by what we have already done.

For there are moments in life, when the heart is so full of
emotion,
That if by chance read more

For there are moments in life, when the heart is so full of
emotion,
That if by chance it be shaken, or into its depths like a pebble,
Drops some careless word, it overflows, and its secret,
Spilt on the ground like water, can never be gathered together.

I stood on the bridge at midnight,
As the clocks were striking the hour,
And the moon read more

I stood on the bridge at midnight,
As the clocks were striking the hour,
And the moon rose over the city,
Behind the dark church tower.

For thine own purpose, thou hast sent
The strife and the discouragement!

For thine own purpose, thou hast sent
The strife and the discouragement!