Cease to ask what the morrow will bring forth and set down as gain each day that fortune grants.
Cease to ask what the morrow will bring forth and set down as gain each day that fortune grants.
A Drinking Song Wine comes in at the mouth And love comes in at the eye; That's all we shall…
No man can be brave who thinks pain the greatest evil; nor temperate, who considers pleasure the highest good.
Tegner's Drapa I heard a voice, that cried, "Balder the Beautiful Is dead, is dead!" And through the misty air…