Maxioms by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
The picture that approaches sculpture nearest
Is the best picture.
The picture that approaches sculpture nearest
Is the best picture.
The shades of night were falling fast,
As through an Alpine village passed
A youth, who bore, read more
The shades of night were falling fast,
As through an Alpine village passed
A youth, who bore, 'mid snow and ice
A banner with the strange device,
Excelsior!
Hail to the King of Bethlehem,
Who weareth in his diadem
The yellow crocus for the gem
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Hail to the King of Bethlehem,
Who weareth in his diadem
The yellow crocus for the gem
Of his authority!
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.
Ah, to build, to build!
That is the noblest of all the arts.
Ah, to build, to build!
That is the noblest of all the arts.
