O, though oft oppressed and lonely, All my fears are laid aside, If I but remember only Such as these have lived… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
Enjoy the Spring of Love and Youth, to some good angel leave the rest; For Time will teach thee soon the truth,… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Angel Copy Share Image
Bell, thou soundest merrily, When the bridal party To the church doth hie! Bell, thou soundest solemnly, When, on Sabbath morning, Fields… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Bells Copy Share Image
Like a French poem is life; being only perfect in structure when with the masculine rhymes mingled the feminine are. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Feminine Copy Share Image
Since wars begin in the minds of men, it is in the minds of men that the defenses of peace must be… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Mind Copy Share Image
The grave itself is but a covered bridge, Leading from light to light, through a brief darkness! — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow After death Copy Share Image
Man is always more than he can know of himself; consequently, his accomplishments, time and again, will come as a surprise to… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Success Copy Share Image
Not enjoyment, and not sorrow, Is our destined end or way; But to act, that each tomorrow Find us farther than today. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
“If the mind, which rules the body, ever forgets itself so far as to trample upon its slave, the slave is never… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Psychology Copy Share Image
So Nature deals with us, and takes away Our playthings one by one, and by the hand Leads us to rest so… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
The motives and purposes of authors are not always so pure and high, as, in the enthusiasm of youth, we sometimes imagine.… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Authorship Copy Share Image
Thus departed Hiawatha, Hiawatha the Beloved, In the glory of the sunset, In the purple mists of evening, To the regions of… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Beloved Copy Share Image
Quotes about Life Tell me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream! For the soul is dead that slumbers,… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Art Copy Share Image
“Thus it is our daughters leave us, Those we love, and those who love us! Just when they have learned to help… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Children Copy Share Image
In old age our bodies are worn-out instruments, on which the soul tries in vain to play the melodies of youth. But… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Age Copy Share Image
To-morrow! the mysterious, unknown guest, Who cries to me: "Remember Barmecide, And tremble to be happy with the rest." And I make… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
There is no light in earth or heaven but the cold light of stars; and the first watch of night is given… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Astronomy Copy Share Image
Sit in reverie and watch the changing color of the waves that break upon the idle seashore of the mind. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
Every man has a paradise around him till he sins, and the angel of an accusing conscience drives him from his Eden. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
Life is real! Life is earnest! And the grave is not its goal; Dust thou art, to dust returnest, Was not spoken… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Art Copy Share Image
The tragic element in poetry is like Saturn in alchemy, the Malevolent, the Destroyer of Nature ; but without it no… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Alchemy Copy Share Image
God is not dead; nor doth He sleep; ... The wrong shall fail, The right prevail, With peace on earth, good will… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Advent christmas Copy Share Image
Time, like a preacher in the days of the Puritans, turned the hour-glass on his high pulpit, the church belfry. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Church Copy Share Image
Yes, we must ever be friends; and of all who offer you friendship Let me be ever the first, the truest, the… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Friendship Copy Share Image
We have not wings we cannot soar; but, we have feet to scale and climb, by slow degrees, by more and more,… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
I love the season well When forest glades are teeming with bright forms, Nor dark and many-folded clouds foretell The coming of… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow April Copy Share Image
Do not condemn the judgment of another because it differs from your own. You may both be wrong. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
It is autumn; not without But within me is the cold. Youth and spring are all about; It is I that have… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Age Copy Share Image
We waste our best years in distilling the sweetest flowers of life into potions which, after all, do not immortalize, but only… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
Whoever benefits his enemy with straightforward intention that man's enemies will soon fold their hands in devotion. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
And as she looked around, she saw how Death the consoler, Laying his hand upon many a heart, had healed it forever. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Death Copy Share Image
A word that has been said may be unsaid-it is but air. But when a deed is done, it cannot be undone,… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
It is a beautiful trait in the lover's character, that they think no evil of the object loved. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Beautiful Copy Share Image
Magnificent autumn! He comes not like a pilgrim, clad in russet weeds; not like a hermit, clad in gray; but like a… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Autumn Copy Share Image
Our hearts, our hopes, our prayers, our tears, our faith triumphant o’er our fears, are all with thee – are all with… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Fear Copy Share Image
Ah, yes, the sea is still and deep, All things within its bosom sleep! A single step, and all is o'er, A… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
Beautiful in form and feature, lovely as the day, can there be so fair a creature formed of common clay? — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Beautiful Copy Share Image
Does not all the blood within me Leap to meet thee, leap to meet thee, As the springs to meet the sunshine. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
And the night shall be filled with music, And the cares, that infest the day, Shall fold their tents like the Arabs,… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Care Copy Share Image
Fame grows like a tree if it have the principle of growth in it; the accumulated dews of ages freshen its leaves. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Age Copy Share Image
