Heart Quotes by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Every human heart is human.

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Our hearts are lamps for ever burning...

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Fair words gladden so many a heart.

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

My Book and Heart Shall never part.

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

The secret anniversaries of the heart.

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Look, then, into thine heart, and write!

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

As the heart is, so is love to the heart. It partakes of its strength or weakness, its health or disease.

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Ah, Nothing is too late, till the tired heart shall cease to palpitate.

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Therefore trust to thy heart, and to what the world calls illusions.

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

A sermon is no sermon in which I cannot hear the heartbeat.

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

I do not believe anyone can be perfectly well, who has a brain and a heart

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

The story, from beginning to end, I found again in a heart of a friend.

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

For bells are the voice of the church; They have tones that touch and search The hearts of young and old.

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

The heart, like the mind, has a memory. And in it are kept the most precious keepsakes.

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

The hearts of some women tremble like leaves at every breath of love which reaches them, and they are still again. Others,…

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

All was ended now, the hope, and the fear and the sorrow, All the aching of the heart, the restless, unsatisfied longing,…

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Ah, how skillful grows the hand That obeyeth Love's command! It is the heart, and not the brain, That to the highest…

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Kind messages, that pass from land to land; Kind letters, that betray the heart's deep history, In which we feel the pressure…

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Where'er a noble deed is wrought, Where'er is spoken a noble thought, Our hearts in glad surprise To higher levels rise.

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O thou sculptor, painter, poet! Take this lesson to thy heart: That is best which lieth nearest; Shape from that thy work…

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Well I know the secret places, And the nests in hedge and tree; At what doors are friendly faces, In what hearts…

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

My soul is full of longing for the secret of the sea, and the heart of the great ocean sends a thrilling…

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

More hearts are breaking in this world of ours Than one would say. In distant villages And solitudes remote, where winds have…

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Ah me! what wonder-working, occult science Can from the ashes in our hearts once more The rose of youth restore? What craft…

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Doubtless criticism was originally benignant, pointing out the beauties of a work rather that its defects. The passions of men have made…

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

The life of woman is full of woe, Toiling on and on and on, With breaking heart, and tearful eyes, The secret…

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I have you fast in my fortress, And will not let you depart, But put you down into the dungeon, In the…

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

When thou are not pleased, beloved, Then my heart is sad and darkened, As the shining river darkens When the clouds drop…

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

The holiest of all holidays are those Kept by ourselves in silence and apart; The secret anniversaries of the heart, When the…

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Look, then, into thine heart, and write! Yes, into Life's deep stream! All forms of sorrow and delight, All solemn Voices of…

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Ah, how wonderful is the advent of the Spring!—the great annual miracle… which no force can stay, no violence restrain, like love,…

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“Still stands the forest primeval; but far away from its shadow, Side by side, in their nameless graves, the lovers are sleeping.…

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The little I have seen of the world teaches me to look upon the errors of others in sorrow, not in anger.…

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

The day is cold, and dark, and dreary; It rains, and the wind is never weary; The vine still clings to the…

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

It is the heart and not the brain, That to the highest doth attain.

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

How in the turmoil of life can love stand, Where there is not one heart, and one mouth and one hand.

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

For his heart was in his work, and the heart giveth grace unto every art.

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A torn jacket is soon mended; but hard words bruise the heart of a child.

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Stay, stay at home, my heart and rest; Home-keeping hearts are happiest.

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Go forth to meet the shadowy future without fear and with a manly heart.

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow