Maxioms by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
The world loves a spice of wickedness.
The world loves a spice of wickedness.
Our pleasures and our discontents,
Are rounds by which we may ascend.
Our pleasures and our discontents,
Are rounds by which we may ascend.
The greatest firmness is the greatest mercy.
The greatest firmness is the greatest mercy.
Night after night,
He sat and bleared his eyes with books.
Night after night,
He sat and bleared his eyes with books.
The greatest firmness is the greatest mercy
The greatest firmness is the greatest mercy
