Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

One half the world must sweat and groan that the other half may dream.

One half the world must sweat and groan that the other half may dream.

So when a great man dies,
For years beyond our ken,
The light he leaves behind him read more

So when a great man dies,
For years beyond our ken,
The light he leaves behind him lies
Upon the paths of men.

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.

Like a French poem is life; being only perfect in structure when with the masculine rhymes mingled the feminine are.

Like a French poem is life; being only perfect in structure when with the masculine rhymes mingled the feminine are.

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

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