Maxioms by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
The song on its mighty pinions
Took every living soul, and lifted it gently to heaven.
The song on its mighty pinions
Took every living soul, and lifted it gently to heaven.
Feet that run on willing errands!
Feet that run on willing errands!
Saint Augustine! well hast thou said,
That of our vices we can frame
A ladder, if we read more
Saint Augustine! well hast thou said,
That of our vices we can frame
A ladder, if we will but tread
Beneath our feet each deed of shame.
The greatest firmness is the greatest mercy.
The greatest firmness is the greatest mercy.
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.
