Henry Wadsworth Longfellow ( 10 of 238 )
The leaves of memory seemed to make A mournful rustling in the dark.
The leaves of memory seemed to make A mournful rustling in the dark.
The light upon her face
Shines from the windows of another world.
Saints only have such faces.
The light upon her face
Shines from the windows of another world.
Saints only have such faces.
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.
I should think your tongue has broken its chain.
I should think your tongue has broken its chain.
Morality without religion is only a kind of dead reckoning - an endeavor to find our place on a cloudy read more
Morality without religion is only a kind of dead reckoning - an endeavor to find our place on a cloudy sea by measuring the distance we have run, but without any observation of the heavenly bodies.
To be left alone, and face to face with my own crime, had been just retribution.
To be left alone, and face to face with my own crime, had been just retribution.
I heard the bells on Christmas Day
Their old, familiar carols play,
And wild and sweet
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I heard the bells on Christmas Day
Their old, familiar carols play,
And wild and sweet
The words repeat
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!
Most people would succeed in small things if they were not
troubled with great ambitions.
Most people would succeed in small things if they were not
troubled with great ambitions.
The talent of success is nothing more than doing what you can do well, and doing well whatever you do read more
The talent of success is nothing more than doing what you can do well, and doing well whatever you do without thought of fame. If it comes at all it will come because it is deserved, not because it is sought after.
Every dew-drop and rain-drop had a whole heaven within it.
Every dew-drop and rain-drop had a whole heaven within it.
