Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Morality without religion is only a kind of dead reckoning - an endeavor to find our place on a cloudy read more

Morality without religion is only a kind of dead reckoning - an endeavor to find our place on a cloudy sea by measuring the distance we have run, but without any observation of the heavenly bodies.

Day of the Lord, as all our days should be!

Day of the Lord, as all our days should be!

Spake full well, in language quaint and olden,
One who dwelleth by the castled Rhine,
When he read more

Spake full well, in language quaint and olden,
One who dwelleth by the castled Rhine,
When he call'd the flowers, so blue and golden,
Stars that on earth's firmament do shine.

There's not a ship that sails the ocean,
But every climate, every soil,
Must bring its tribute, read more

There's not a ship that sails the ocean,
But every climate, every soil,
Must bring its tribute, great or small,
And help to build the wooden wall!

The prayer of Ajax was for light;
Through all that dark and desperate fight,
The blackness of read more

The prayer of Ajax was for light;
Through all that dark and desperate fight,
The blackness of that noonday night.