Maxioms by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
These faces in the mirrors
Are but the shadows and phantoms of myself.
These faces in the mirrors
Are but the shadows and phantoms of myself.
A single conversation across the table with a wise man is better
than ten years' study of books.
A single conversation across the table with a wise man is better
than ten years' study of books.
The sun is set; and in his latest beams
Yon little cloud of ashen gray and gold,
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The sun is set; and in his latest beams
Yon little cloud of ashen gray and gold,
Slowly upon the amber air unrolled,
The falling mantle of the Prophet seems.
For bells are the voice of the church;
They have tones that touch and search
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For bells are the voice of the church;
They have tones that touch and search
The hearts of young and old.
Resolve and thou art free.
Resolve and thou art free.
