Maxioms by Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr.
Day hath put on his jacket, and around
His burning bosom buttoned it with stars.
Day hath put on his jacket, and around
His burning bosom buttoned it with stars.
Yes, child of suffering, thou may'st well be sure
He who ordained the Sabbath loves the poor!
Yes, child of suffering, thou may'st well be sure
He who ordained the Sabbath loves the poor!
Sweet shadows of twilight! how calm their repose,
While the dewdrops fall soft in the breast of the rose!
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Sweet shadows of twilight! how calm their repose,
While the dewdrops fall soft in the breast of the rose!
How blest to the toiler his hour of release
When the vesper is heard with its whisper of peace!
Sin has many tools, but a lie is the handle that fits the all.
Sin has many tools, but a lie is the handle that fits the all.
Every library should try to be complete on something, if it were
only the history of pinheads.
Every library should try to be complete on something, if it were
only the history of pinheads.