Maxioms by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
The picture that approaches sculpture nearest
Is the best picture.
The picture that approaches sculpture nearest
Is the best picture.
To the red rising moon, and loud and deep
The nightingale is singing from the steep.
To the red rising moon, and loud and deep
The nightingale is singing from the steep.
Sleep... Oh! how I loathe those little slices of death....
Sleep... Oh! how I loathe those little slices of death....
Even the blackest of them all, the crow,
Renders good service as your man-at-arms,
Crushing the beetle read more
Even the blackest of them all, the crow,
Renders good service as your man-at-arms,
Crushing the beetle in his coat of mail,
And crying havoc on the slug and snail.
- Henry Wadsworth Longfellow,
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!
