Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

You behold in me
Only a travelling Physician;
One of the few who have a mission
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You behold in me
Only a travelling Physician;
One of the few who have a mission
To cure incurable diseases,
Or those that are called so.

And the hooded clouds, like friars,
Tell their beads in drops of rain.

And the hooded clouds, like friars,
Tell their beads in drops of rain.

Ah, how good it feels! The hand of an old friend.

Ah, how good it feels! The hand of an old friend.

Every dew-drop and rain-drop had a whole heaven within it.

Every dew-drop and rain-drop had a whole heaven within it.

Every man has his secret sorrows which the world knows not; and often times we call a man cold when read more

Every man has his secret sorrows which the world knows not; and often times we call a man cold when he is only sad.