Maxioms by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Tell your master that if there were as many devils at Worms as
tiles on its roofs, I would read more
Tell your master that if there were as many devils at Worms as
tiles on its roofs, I would enter.
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.
For age is opportunity no less than youth itself, though in another dress, and as the evening twilight fades away, read more
For age is opportunity no less than youth itself, though in another dress, and as the evening twilight fades away, the sky is filled with stars, invisible by day.
I stood on the bridge at midnight,
As the clocks were striking the hour,
And the moon read more
I stood on the bridge at midnight,
As the clocks were striking the hour,
And the moon rose over the city,
Behind the dark church tower.
The human voice is the organ of the soul.
The human voice is the organ of the soul.
