Maxioms by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Ah! vainest of all things
Is the gratitude of kings.
Ah! vainest of all things
Is the gratitude of kings.
To be left alone, and face to face with my own crime, had been just retribution.
To be left alone, and face to face with my own crime, had been just retribution.
Thought takes man out of servitude, into freedom.
Thought takes man out of servitude, into freedom.
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.
He loved the twilight that surrounds
The border-land of old romance;
Where glitter hauberk, helm, and lance,
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He loved the twilight that surrounds
The border-land of old romance;
Where glitter hauberk, helm, and lance,
And banner waves, and trumpet sounds,
And ladies ride with hawk on wrist,
And mighty warriors sweep along,
Magnified by the purple mist,
The dusk of centuries and of song.
