Maxioms by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
The music of the brook silenced all conversation.
The music of the brook silenced all conversation.
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.
Ah! vainest of all things
Is the gratitude of kings.
Ah! vainest of all things
Is the gratitude of kings.
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.
Day of the Lord, as all our days should be!
Day of the Lord, as all our days should be!
