Henry Wadsworth Longfellow on Deity
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“Hoeder, the blind old god Whose feet are shod with silence.”
“Janus am I; oldest of potentates! Forward I look and backward and below I count—as god of avenues and gates— The years that through my portals come and go. I block the roads and drift the fields with snow, I chase the wild-fowl from the frozen fen; My frosts congeal the rivers in their flow, My fires light up the hearths and hearts of men.”