Maxioms by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Oh, well has it been said, that there is no grief like the grief
which does not speak!
Oh, well has it been said, that there is no grief like the grief
which does not speak!
The mind of the scholar, if he would leave it large and liberal, should come in contact with other minds.
The mind of the scholar, if he would leave it large and liberal, should come in contact with other minds.
Very hot and still the air was,
Very smooth the gliding river,
Motionless the sleeping shadows.
Very hot and still the air was,
Very smooth the gliding river,
Motionless the sleeping shadows.
None but yourself who are your greatest foe.
None but yourself who are your greatest foe.
The greatest firmness is the greatest mercy.
The greatest firmness is the greatest mercy.
