Maxioms by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
So when a great man dies,
For years beyond our ken,
The light he leaves behind him read more
So when a great man dies,
For years beyond our ken,
The light he leaves behind him lies
Upon the paths of men.
He heard the convent bell,
Suddenly in the silence ringing
For the service of noonday.
He heard the convent bell,
Suddenly in the silence ringing
For the service of noonday.
Write on your doors the saying wise and old,
"Be bold! be bold!" and everywhere--"Be bold;
Be read more
Write on your doors the saying wise and old,
"Be bold! be bold!" and everywhere--"Be bold;
Be not too bold!" Yet better the excess
That the defect; better the more than less;
Better like Hector in the field to die,
Than like a perfumed Paris turn and fly.
Resolve, and thou art free.
Resolve, and thou art free.
See, how the stream has overflowed
Its banks, and o'er the meadow road
Is spreading far and read more
See, how the stream has overflowed
Its banks, and o'er the meadow road
Is spreading far and wide!
