Maxioms by John Greenleaf Whittier
Clothe with life the weak intent, let me be the thing I meant.
Clothe with life the weak intent, let me be the thing I meant.
Of all the words of tongue or pen, the saddest are these... it might have been.
Of all the words of tongue or pen, the saddest are these... it might have been.
With silence only as their benediction,
God's angels come
Where in the shadow of a great affliction,
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With silence only as their benediction,
God's angels come
Where in the shadow of a great affliction,
The soul sits dumb!
And let these altars, wreathed with flowers
And piled with fruits, awake again
Thanksgivings for the golden read more
And let these altars, wreathed with flowers
And piled with fruits, awake again
Thanksgivings for the golden hours,
The early and the latter rain!
Method goes far to prevent trouble in business: for it makes the task easy, hinders confusion, saves abundance of time, read more
Method goes far to prevent trouble in business: for it makes the task easy, hinders confusion, saves abundance of time, and instructs those that have business depending, both what to do and what to hope.
