Henry Wadsworth Longfellow quote: "There is a Reaper whose name is Death, / And, with his sickle keen, / He reaps the bearded grain at a breath, / And the flowers that grow between."

Into each life some rain must fall.
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Were a star quenched on high,For ages would its light,Still travelling downward from the sky,Shine o...
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Some men must follow, and some command, though all are made of clay.
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Night after night, He sat and bleared his eyes with books.
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I heard the trailing garments of the Night Sweep through her marble halls.
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The picture that approaches sculpture nearest Is the best picture.
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The counterfeit and counterpart of Nature is reproduced in art.
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Nature is a revelation of God; Art is a revelation of man
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I feel a kind of reverence for the first books of young authors. There is so much aspiration in them...
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Many readers judge of the power of a book by the shock it gives their feelings --as some savage trib...
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Saint Augustine! well hast thou said, That of our vices we can frame A ladder, if we will but...
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Youth comes but once in a lifetime
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If we could read the secret history of our enemies we should find in each man's life sorrow and suff...
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Thought takes man out of servitude, into freedom.
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Like a French poem is life; being only perfect in structure when with the masculine rhymes mingled t...
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW

Life is real! Life is earnest! And death is not its goal. Dust thou art, to dust returneth, was not ...
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Tell me not, in mournful numbers,
Life is but an empty dream!
For the soul is dead that slumbe...
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I shot an arrow into the air, It fell to earth, I knew not where; For so swiftly it flew, the sight ...
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Yes, we must ever be friends; and of all who offer you friendship Let me be ever the first, the true...
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW

Ah, how skilful grows the hand
That obeyeth Love's command!
It is the heart, and not the bra...
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW

It is difficult to know at what moment love begins; it is less difficult to know that it has begun.
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It is a beautiful trait in the lovers character, that they think no evil of the object loved.
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Love gives itself; it is not bought.
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Each morning sees some task begun, each evening sees it close; Something attempted, something done, ...
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Though he was rough, he was kindly.
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Kind hearts are the gardens, Kind thoughts are the roots, Kind words are the flowers, Kind deeds are...
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When a great man dies, for years the light he leaves behind him, lies on the paths of men.
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The course of my long life hath reached at last in fragile bark over a tempestuous sea the common ha...
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I stay a little longer, as one stays, to cover up the embers that still burn.
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Write on your doors the saying wise and old. Be bold! and everywhere -- Be bold; Be not too bold! Ye...
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Ah, how good it feels! The hand of an old friend.
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Writ in the climate of heaven, in the language spoken by angels.
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In the End, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends.
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For after all, the best thing one can do when it is raining is let it rain.
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW

The love of learning, the sequestered nooks,
And all the sweet serenity of books
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW

Pride and humiliation hand in hand
Walked with them through the world where'er they went;
...
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Trust no future, however pleasant! Let the dead past bury its dead! Act -- act in the living Present...
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Silently, one by one,in the infinite meadows of heaven, Blossomed the lovely stars, the forget-me-no...
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Morality without religion is only a kind of dead reckoning -- an endeavor to find our place on a clo...
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW

Sometimes we may learn more from a man's errors, than from his virtues.
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It is foolish to pretend that one is fully recovered from a disappointed passion. Such wounds always...
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The Laws of Nature are just, but terrible. There is no weak mercy in them. Cause and consequence are...
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW

Perseverance is a great element of success. If you only knock long enough and loud enough at the gat...
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW

I heard the bells on Christmas Day. Their old familiar carols play. And wild and sweet the words rep...
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW

Every man must patiently bide his time. He must wait -- not in listless idleness but in constant, st...
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All things come round to him who will but wait.
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The mind of the scholar, if he would leave it large and liberal, should come in contact with other m...
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW

No literature is complete until the language it was written in is dead.
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Ah, to build, to build! That is the noblest art of all the arts. Painting and sculpture are but imag...
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW

One half the world must sweat and groan that the other half may dream.
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Sit in reverie and watch the changing color of the waves that break upon the idle seashore of the mi...
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Then read from the treasured volume the poem of thy choice, and lend to the rhyme of the poet the be...
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He speaketh not; and yet there lies
A conversation in his eyes.
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The greatest firmness is the greatest mercy.
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Ah! what would the world be to us If the children were no more? We should dread the desert behind us...
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW

There was a little girl
Who had a little curl
Right in the middle of her forehead;
And w...
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW

A torn jacket is soon mended; but hard wordsbruise the heart of a child.
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The shades of night were falling fast,
As though an Alpine village passed
A youth, who bore, '...
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Most people would succeed in small things if they were not troubled with great ambitions.
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The lowest ebb is the turn of the tide.
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Into each life some rain must fall, some days be dark and dreary.
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Trouble is the next best thing to enjoyment. There is no fate in the world so horrible as to have no...
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Would you learn the secret of the sea? Only those who brave its dangers, comprehend its mystery!
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Critics are sentinels in the grand army of letters, stationed at the corners of newspapers and revie...
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Doubtless criticism was originally benignant, pointing out the beauties of a work rather that its de...
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The strength of criticism lies in the weakness of the thing criticized.
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Fame comes only when deserved, and then is as inevitable as destiny, for it is destiny.
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Lives of great men all remind us we can make our lives sublime. And, departing, leave behind us foot...
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Not in the clamor of the crowded street, not in the shouts and plaudits of the throng, but in oursel...
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW

However things may seem, no evil thing is success and no good thing is failure.
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW

Joy, temperance, and repose, slam the door on the doctor's nose.
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW

Well has it been said that there is no grief like the grief which does not speak.
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There is not grief that does not speak.
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW

You shall hear how Hiawatha prayed
and fasted in the forest,
Not for greater skill in hunting...
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That which the fountain sends forth returns again to the fountain.
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The world loves a spice of wickedness.
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW

The heights by great men reached and kept
Were not obtained by sudden flight,
But they, while...
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Sail on ship of state, sail on, I union, strong and great! Humanity with all its fears, with all its...
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW

All the means of action -- the shapeless masses -- the materials -- lie everywhere about us. What we...
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Men of genius are often dull and inert in society; as the blazing meteor, when it descends to earth,...
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Not enjoyment, and not sorrow is our destined way, but to act that each tomorrow may find us further...
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We judge ourselves by what we feel capable of doing, while others judge us by what we have already d...
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW

The rapture of pursuing is the prize the vanquished gain.
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW

The heights by great men reached and kept were not attained by sudden flight, but they, while their ...
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW

Softly the evening came. The sun from the western horizon
Like a magician extended his golden wan...
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O, how wonderful is the human voice! It is indeed the organ of the soul! The intellect of man sits e...
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A feeling of sadness and longing that is not akin to pain, and resembles sorrow only as the mist res...
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Therefore trust to thy heart, and to what the world calls illusions.
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And the night shall be filled with music, and the cares, that infest the day, shall fold their tents...
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Great is the art of beginning, but greater is the art of ending.
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We have not wings we cannot soar; but, we have feet to scale and climb, by slow degrees, by more and...
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It is curious to note the old sea-margins of human thought! Each subsiding century reveals some new ...
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The holiest of all holidays are those Kept by ourselves in silence and apart; The secret anniversari...
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The shades of night were falling fast, As through an Alpine village passed A youth, who bore, ...
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At first laying down, as a fact fundamental, That nothing with God can be accidental.
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Spake full well, in language quaint and olden, One who dwelleth by the castled Rhine, When he ...
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An angel with a trumpet said, "Forever more, forever more, The reign of violence is o'er!"
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By unseen hand uplifted in the light Of sunset, yonder solitary cloud Floats, with its white a...
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See yonder little cloud, that, borne aloft So tenderly by the wind, floats fast away Over the ...
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Even cities have their graves!
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Well has the name of Pontifex been given Unto the Church's head, as the chief builder And arch...
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Hail to the King of Bethlehem, Who weareth in his diadem The yellow crocus for the gem O...
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I heard the bells on Christmas Day Their old, familiar carols play, And wild and sweet T...
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Shepherds at the grange, Where the Babe was born, Sang with many a change, Christmas car...
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To be left alone, and face to face with my own crime, had been just retribution.
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW

It takes less time to do a thing right than to explain why you did it wrong.
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You know I say just what I think, and nothing more and less. I cannot say one thing and mean another...
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Give what you have to somebody, it may be better than you think.
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He that respects himself is safe from others; He wears a coat of mail that none can pierce.
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Every dew-drop and rain-drop had a whole heaven within it.
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See, how the stream has overflowed Its banks, and o'er the meadow road Is spreading far and wi...
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The music of the brook silenced all conversation.
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A solid man of Boston; A comfortable man with dividends, And the first salmon and the first gr...
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In the thickets and the meadows Piped the bluebird, the Owaissa. On the summit of the lodges ...
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Do you ne'er think what wondrous beings these? Do you ne'er think who made them, and who taught ...
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It cometh into court and pleads the cause Of creatures dumb and unknown to the laws; And this ...
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Bell, thou soundest merrily, When the bridal party To the church doth hie! Bell, thou so...
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These bells have been anointed, And baptized with holy water!
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For bells are the voice of the church; They have tones that touch and search The hearts of you...
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He heard the convent bell, Suddenly in the silence ringing For the service of noonday.
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Seize the loud, vociferous fells, and Clashing, clanging to the pavement Hurl them from their ...
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I have a passion for ballad. . . . They are the gypsy children of song, born under green hedgerows ...
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O child! O new-born denizen Of life's great city! on thy head The glory of morn is shed, ...
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It was Autumn, and incessant Piped the quails from shocks and sheaves, And, like living coals,...
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Sweet April! many a thought Is wedded unto thee, as hearts are wed; Nor shall they fail, till...
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Life is real! Life is earnest! And the grave is not its goal; Dust thou art, to dust returnest, Was ...
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For thine own purpose, thou hast sent The strife and the discouragement!
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The holiest of all holidays are those Kept by ourselves in silence and apart; The secret anniv...
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My Book and Heart Shall never part.
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Good-night! good-night! as we so oft have said Beneath this roof at midnight, in the days Th...
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW

So many ghosts, and forms of fright, Have started from their graves to-night, They have driven...
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But noble souls, through dust and heat, Rise from disaster and defeat The stronger.
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Day of the Lord, as all our days should be!
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The bells themselves are the best of preachers, Their brazen lips are learned teachers, From t...
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Oh, there is something in that voice that reaches The innermost recesses of my spirit!
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In character, in manner, in style, in all things, the supreme excellence is simplicity.
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For after all, the best thing one can do when it's raining is to let it rain.
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW

Sculpture is more than painting. It is greater To raise the dead to life than to create Phant...
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Feet that run on willing errands!
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They sing, they will pay. [Fr., Ils chantent, ils payeront.]
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Chill airs and wintry winds! my ear Has grown familiar with your song; I hear it in the openi...
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Then from the neighboring thicket the mockingbird, wildest of singers, Swinging aloft on a willow...
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Two ways the rivers Leap down to different seas, and as they roll Grow deep and still, and the...
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW

Most people would succeed in small things if they were not troubled with great ambitions.
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW

I love the season well When forest glades are teeming with bright forms, Nor dark and many-fol...
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There's a brave fellow! There's a man of pluck! A man who's not afraid to say his say, Though...
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Even the blackest of them all, the crow, Renders good service as your man-at-arms, Crushing th...
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And the fireflies, Wah-wah-taysee, Waved their torches to mislead him.
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Thy voice Is a celestial melody.
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Ah, yes, the sea is still and deep, All things within its bosom sleep! A single step, and all ...
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW

I heard the bells on Christmas Day; their old familiar carols play, and wild and sweet the word repe...
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW

As turning the logs will make a dull fire burn, so changes of studies a dull brain.
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Since yesterday I have been in Alcala. Erelong the time will come, sweet Preciosa, When that d...
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What else remains for me? Youth, hope and love; To build a new life on a ruined life.
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Intelligence and courtesy not always are combined;Often in a wooden house a golden room we find.
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World-wide apart, and yet akin, As showing that the human heart Beats on forever as of old.
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The song-birds leave us at the summer's close, Only the empty nests are left behind, And pipin...
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And the night shall be filled with music And the cares, that infest the day, Shall fold their ...
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW

A feeling of sadness and longing, That is not akin to pain, And resembles sorrow only As...
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW

There are moments in life, when the heart is so full of emotion That if by chance it be shaken, or i...
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW

Multitudinous echoes awoke and died in the distance. . . . . And, when the echoes had ceased, ...
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW

'Twas Easter-Sunday. The full-blossomed trees Filled all the air with fragrance and with joy.
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Art is the child of nature in whom we trace the features of the mothers face.
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Feeling is deep and still; and the word that floats on the surface Is as the tossing buoy, that b...
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For there are moments in life, when the heart is so full of emotion, That if by chance it be shak...
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The light upon her face Shines from the windows of another world. Saints only have such faces.
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These faces in the mirrors Are but the shadows and phantoms of myself.
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A face that had a story to tell. How different faces are in this particular! Some of them speak n...
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Men as a whole judge more with their eyes than with their hands.
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We judge ourselves by what we feel capable of doing, while others judge us by what we have already ...
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW

Know how sublime a thing is to suffer and be strong.
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Ships that pass in the night, and speak each other in passing, only a signal shown, and a distant vo...
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW

Well has it been said that there is no grief like the grief which does not speak.
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW

Lives of great men all remind us we can make our lives sublime. And, departing, leave behind us foo...
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW

None but yourself who are your greatest foe.
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW

Darkness of slumber and death, forever sinking and sinking.
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Merrily, merrily whirled the wheels of the dizzying dances Under the orchard-trees and down the pa...
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The life of a man consists not in seeing visions and in dreaming dreams, but in active charity and i...
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Look not mournfully into the past. It comes not back again. Wisely improve the present. It is thine....
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW

Day, like a weary pilgrim, had reached the western gate of heaven, and Evening stooped down to unlo...
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW

It takes less time to do a thing right than it does to explain why you did it wrong.
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW

Give what you have. To someone, it may be better than you dare to think.
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW

Man is always more than he can know of himself; consequently, his accomplishments, time and again, w...
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW

There is no grief like the grief that does not speak.
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW

The life of a man consists not in seeing visions and in dreaming dreams, but in active charity and i...
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW

Simplicity in character, in manners, in style; in all things the supreme excellence is simplicity.
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW

If we could read the secret history of our enemies we should find in each man's life sorrow and ...
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW

Every man has his secret sorrows which the world knows not; and often times we call a man cold when ...
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW

The best thing one can do when it's raining is to let it rain.
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW

Music is the universal language of mankind.
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW

The love of learning, the sequestered nooks, And all the sweet serenity of books.
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW

Thy fate is the common fate of all; Into each life some rain must fall.
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW

Intelligence and courtesy not always are combined; Often in a wooden house a golden room we find.
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW

I have an affection for a great city. I feel safe in the neighborhood of man, and enjoy the sweet se...
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW

The dawn is not distant, nor is the night starless; love is eternal.
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW

Joy, temperance, and repose, slam the door on the doctor's nose.
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW

The talent of success is nothing more than doing what you can do well, and doing well whatever you d...
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW

Lives of great men all remind us, we can make our lives sublime, and, departing, leave behind us, fo...
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW

The sky is filled with stars, invisible by day.
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW

Morality without religion is only a kind of dead reckoning - an endeavor to find our place on a clou...
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW

There is a Reaper whose name is Death, / And, with his sickle keen, / He reaps the bearded grain at a breath, / And the flowers that grow between.

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