Maxioms by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Great men stand like solitary towers in the city of God.
Great men stand like solitary towers in the city of God.
The holiest of all holidays are those
Kept by ourselves in silence and apart;
The secret anniversaries read more
The holiest of all holidays are those
Kept by ourselves in silence and apart;
The secret anniversaries of the heart,
When the full river of feeling overflows;--
The happy days unclouded to their close;
The sudden joys that our of darkness start
As flames from ashes; swift desires that dart
Like swallows singing down each wind that blows!
The greatest firmness is the greatest mercy
The greatest firmness is the greatest mercy
Shepherds at the grange,
Where the Babe was born,
Sang with many a change,
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Shepherds at the grange,
Where the Babe was born,
Sang with many a change,
Christmas carols until morn.
A feeling of sadness and longing,
That is not akin to pain,
And resembles sorrow only
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A feeling of sadness and longing,
That is not akin to pain,
And resembles sorrow only
As the mist resembles the rain.
