Maxioms by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Every dew-drop and rain-drop had a whole heaven within it.
Every dew-drop and rain-drop had a whole heaven within it.
For 'tis sweet to stammer one letter
Of the Eternal's language;--on earth it is called Forgiveness!
For 'tis sweet to stammer one letter
Of the Eternal's language;--on earth it is called Forgiveness!
Talk not of wasted affection; affection never was wasted.
Talk not of wasted affection; affection never was wasted.
Great men stand like solitary towers in the city of God.
Great men stand like solitary towers in the city of God.
The song-birds leave us at the summer's close,
Only the empty nests are left behind,
And pipings read more
The song-birds leave us at the summer's close,
Only the empty nests are left behind,
And pipings of the quail among the sheaves.
