Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Be still, sad heart, and cease repining;
Behind the clouds the sun is shining;
Thy fate is read more

Be still, sad heart, and cease repining;
Behind the clouds the sun is shining;
Thy fate is the common fate of all,
Into each life some rain must fall,
Some days must be dark and dreary.

It is Lucifer,
The son of mystery;
And since God suffers him to be,
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It is Lucifer,
The son of mystery;
And since God suffers him to be,
He, too, is God's minister,
And labors for some good
By us not understood.

Fame comes only when deserved, and then is as inevitable as destiny, for it is destiny.

Fame comes only when deserved, and then is as inevitable as destiny, for it is destiny.

Love gives itself; it is not bought.

Love gives itself; it is not bought.

A solid man of Boston;
A comfortable man with dividends,
And the first salmon and the first read more

A solid man of Boston;
A comfortable man with dividends,
And the first salmon and the first green peas.