Maxioms by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Darkness of slumber and death, forever sinking and sinking.
Darkness of slumber and death, forever sinking and sinking.
I see, but cannot reach, the height
That lies forever in the light.
I see, but cannot reach, the height
That lies forever in the light.
Night after night,
He sat and bleared his eyes with books.
Night after night,
He sat and bleared his eyes with books.
Ah, how good it feels! The hand of an old friend.
Ah, how good it feels! The hand of an old friend.
Thought takes man out of servitude, into freedom.
Thought takes man out of servitude, into freedom.
