Maxioms by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
The glory of Him who
Hung His masonry pendant on naught, when the world He created.
The glory of Him who
Hung His masonry pendant on naught, when the world He created.
A feeling of sadness and longing that is not akin to pain, and resembles sorrow only as the mist resembles read more
A feeling of sadness and longing that is not akin to pain, and resembles sorrow only as the mist resembles the rain.
And the fireflies, Wah-wah-taysee,
Waved their torches to mislead him.
And the fireflies, Wah-wah-taysee,
Waved their torches to mislead him.
Beneath me flows the Rhine, and, like the stream of Time, it
flows amid the ruins of the Past.
Beneath me flows the Rhine, and, like the stream of Time, it
flows amid the ruins of the Past.
The human voice is the organ of the soul.
The human voice is the organ of the soul.
