O thou child of many prayers!
Life hath quicksands; life hath snares!
-- Henry W. Longfellow (1807-1882)
-- Maidenhood
Life hath quicksands; life hath snares!
-- Henry W. Longfellow (1807-1882)
-- Maidenhood
Related:
- Life is real! life is earnest!
And the grave is not its goal;
Dust thou art, to dust returnest, Was not spoken... - The prayer of Ajax was for light.
-- Henry W. Longfellow (1807-1882)
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The Goblet of... - Standing with reluctant feet
Where the brook and river meet,
Womanhood and childhood fleet! -- Henry W. Longfellow... - O suffering, sad humanity!
O ye afflicted ones, who lie
Steeped to the lips in misery,
Longing, yet afraid to die, Patient, though sorely... - Lord of himself, though not of lands;
And having nothing,
yet hath all. -- Sir Henry Wotton (1568-1639) --... - Tell me not, in mournful numbers,
"Life is but an empty dream!"
For the soul is dead that slumbers,
And things are not what they seem. -- Henry W. Longfellow... - Confusion now hath made his masterpiece!
Most sacrilegious murder hath broke ope
The Lord's anointed temple,
and stole thence The life o' the building! -- William... - Death hath so many doors to let out life.
-- Beaumont and Fletcher
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The Customs of the Country, Act ii, Sc.... - Into each life some rain must fall,
Some days must be dark and dreary.
Henry W. Longfellow (1807-1882) -- The Rainy...
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- To be Honest:
Frank... - It was the best place to be, thought Wilbur, this warm delicious cellar,
with the garrulous geese, the changing seasons, the... - Conscience is what hurts when everything else feels
so good... - There are no games on this
system... - Hackers do it
bottom-up...
