If we could read the secret history of our enemies, we should find in each man's life sorrow and suffering enough to disarm any hostility.
The Song Of Hiawatha XXII: Hiawatha's Departure
By the shore of Gitche Gumee,
By the shining Big-Sea-Water,
At the doorway of his wigwam,
In the pleasant Summer morning,
Hiawatha stood and waited.
All the air was full of freshness,
All the earth was bright and joyous,
And before him, through the sunshine,
Westward toward the neighboring forest
Passed in golden swarms the Ahmo,
Passed the bees, the honey-makers,
Burning, singing In the sunshine.
Bright above him shone the heavens,
Level spread the lake before him;
From its bosom leaped the sturgeon,
Sparkling, flashing in the sunshine;
On its margin the great forest
Stood reflected in the water,
Every tree-top had its shadow,
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Resolve and thou art free.
Evil is only good perverted.
Learn to labour and to wait.
Into each life some rain must fall.
Youth comes but once in a lifetime.
Love gives itself; it is not bought.
The lowest ebb is the turn of the tide.
The nearer the dawn the darker the night.