Maxioms by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
So many ghosts, and forms of fright,
Have started from their graves to-night,
They have driven sleep read more
So many ghosts, and forms of fright,
Have started from their graves to-night,
They have driven sleep from mine eyes away;
I will go down to the chapel and pray.
Trust no future, howe'er pleasant!
Let the dead past bury its dead!
Act,--act in the living Present!
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Trust no future, howe'er pleasant!
Let the dead past bury its dead!
Act,--act in the living Present!
Heart within and God o'erhead.
Your supper is like the Hidalgo's dinner; very little meat, and a
great deal of tablecloth.
Your supper is like the Hidalgo's dinner; very little meat, and a
great deal of tablecloth.
Lives of great men all remind us we can make our lives sublime. And, departing, leave behind us footprints on read more
Lives of great men all remind us we can make our lives sublime. And, departing, leave behind us footprints on the sands of time.
Day of the Lord, as all our days should be!
Day of the Lord, as all our days should be!
