Maxioms by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Fame comes only when deserved, and then is as inevitable as destiny, for it is destiny.
Fame comes only when deserved, and then is as inevitable as destiny, for it is destiny.
The tide rises, the tide falls,
The twilight darkens, the curlew calls;
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The tide rises, the tide falls,
The twilight darkens, the curlew calls;
. . . .
The little waves, with their soft, white hands,
Efface the footprints in the sands,
And the tide rises, the tide falls.
The rapture of pursuing is the prize the vanquished gain.
The rapture of pursuing is the prize the vanquished gain.
Ah! what would the world be to us If the children were no more? We should dread the desert read more
Ah! what would the world be to us If the children were no more? We should dread the desert behind us Worse than the dark before.
Our pleasures and our discontents,
Are rounds by which we may ascend.
Our pleasures and our discontents,
Are rounds by which we may ascend.
