Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Two ways the rivers
Leap down to different seas, and as they roll
Grow deep and still, read more

Two ways the rivers
Leap down to different seas, and as they roll
Grow deep and still, and their majestic presence
Becomes a benefaction to the towns
They visit, wandering silently among them,
Like patriarchs old among their shining tents.

Sculpture is more than painting. It is greater
To raise the dead to life than to create
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Sculpture is more than painting. It is greater
To raise the dead to life than to create
Phantoms that seem to live.

There is no grief like the grief that does not speak.

There is no grief like the grief that does not speak.

To say the least, a town life makes one more tolerant and liberal in one's judgement of others.

To say the least, a town life makes one more tolerant and liberal in one's judgement of others.

Intelligence and courtesy not always are combined;Often in a wooden house a golden room we find.

Intelligence and courtesy not always are combined;Often in a wooden house a golden room we find.