Maxioms by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Since yesterday I have been in Alcala.
Erelong the time will come, sweet Preciosa,
When that dull read more
Since yesterday I have been in Alcala.
Erelong the time will come, sweet Preciosa,
When that dull distance shall no more divide us;
And I no more shall scale thy wall by night
To steal a kiss from thee, as I do now.
Sleep... Oh! how I loathe those little slices of death....
Sleep... Oh! how I loathe those little slices of death....
Lives of great men all remind us we can make our lives sublime. And, departing, leave behind us footprints on read more
Lives of great men all remind us we can make our lives sublime. And, departing, leave behind us footprints on the sands of time.
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.
People demand freedom only when they have no power.
People demand freedom only when they have no power.
