Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

The human voice is the organ of the soul.

The human voice is the organ of the soul.

Good-night! good-night! as we so oft have said
Beneath this roof at midnight, in the days
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Good-night! good-night! as we so oft have said
Beneath this roof at midnight, in the days
That are no more, and shall no more return.
Thou hast but taken up thy lamp and gone to bed;
I stay a little longer, as one stays
To cover up the embers that still burn.

The song on its mighty pinions
Took every living soul, and lifted it gently to heaven.

The song on its mighty pinions
Took every living soul, and lifted it gently to heaven.

The bells themselves are the best of preachers,
Their brazen lips are learned teachers,
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The bells themselves are the best of preachers,
Their brazen lips are learned teachers,
From their pulpits of stone, in the upper air,
Sounding aloft, without crack or flaw,
Shriller than trumpets under the Law,
Now a sermon and now a prayer.

He that respects himself is safe from others. He wears a coat of mail that none can pierce.

He that respects himself is safe from others. He wears a coat of mail that none can pierce.