Maxioms by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Talk not of wasted affection; affection never was wasted.
Talk not of wasted affection; affection never was wasted.
Music is the universal language of mankind.
Music is the universal language of mankind.
The leaves of memory seemed to make A mournful rustling in the dark.
The leaves of memory seemed to make A mournful rustling in the dark.
Her silver voice
Is the rich music of a summer bird,
Heard in the still night, with read more
Her silver voice
Is the rich music of a summer bird,
Heard in the still night, with its passionate cadence.
A single conversation across the table with a wise man is better
than ten years' study of books.
A single conversation across the table with a wise man is better
than ten years' study of books.
