The first pressure of sorrow crushes out from our hearts the best wine; afterwards the constant weight of it brings forth bitterness,… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
Sweet is the air with the budding haws, and the valley stretching for miles below Is white with blossoming cherry-trees, as if… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
'Tis always morning somewhere, and aboveThe awakening continents, from shore to shore,Somewhere the birds are singing evermore. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Awakening Copy Share Image
Now to rivulets from the mountains Point the rods of fortune-tellers; Youth perpetual dwells in fountains, Not in flasks, and casks, and… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
“Believe me, every man has his secret sorrows, which the world knows not; and oftimes we call a man cold when he… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
The men that women marry, And why they marry them, will always be A marvel and a mystery to the world. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
Ambition is so powerful a passion in the human breast, that however high we reach we are never satisfied. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Ambition Copy Share Image
There's not a ship that sails the ocean, But every climate, every soil, Must bring its tribute, great or small, And help… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Climate Copy Share Image
The day is cold, and dark, and dreary; It rains, and the wind in never weary; The vine still clings to the… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Cold Copy Share Image
But the nearer the dawn the darker the night, And by going wrong all things come right. Things have been mended that… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
In what a forge and what a heat were shaped the anchors of thy hope! Fear not each sudden sound and shock;… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
In the world's broad field of battle, In the bivouac of Life, Be not like dumb, driven cattle! Be a hero in… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Battle Copy Share Image
The course of my long life hath reached at last in fragile bark over a tempestuous sea the common harbor, where must… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
In the elder days of art Builders wrought with greatest care Each minute and unseen part, For the Gods are everywhere — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Art Copy Share Image
Prayer is innocence's friend; and willingly flieth incessant 'twist the earth and the sky, the carrier-pigeon of heaven. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
Every man is in some sort a failure to himself. No one ever reaches the heights to which he aspires. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
The setting of a great hope is like the setting of the sun. The brightness of our life is gone. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
I dislike an eye that twinkles like a star. Those only are beautiful which, like the planets, have a steady lambent light,… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Beautiful Copy Share Image
A feeling of sadness and longing, That is not akin to pain, And resembles sorrow only As the mist resembles the rain. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Feelings Copy Share Image
Many people do not allow their principles to take root, but pull them up every now and then, as children do the… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Children Copy Share Image
When you ask one friend to dine, Give him your best wine! When you ask two, The second best will do! — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
Look not mournfully into the past, it comes not back again. Wisely improve the present, it is thine. Go forth to meet… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Fear Copy Share Image
There is nothing holier in this life of ours than the first consciousness of love, the first fluttering of its silken wings. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Consciousness Copy Share Image
'Twas Easter-Sunday. The full-blossomed trees Filled all the air with fragrance and with joy. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
Let us, then, be what we are; speak what we think; and in all things keep ourselves loyal to truth. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
Take them, O Death! and bear away Whatever thou canst call thine own! Thine image, stamped upon this clay, Doth give thee… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Bears Copy Share Image
Nature paints not; In oils, but frescoes the great dome of heaven; With sunsets, and the lovely forms of clouds; And flying… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Artist Copy Share Image
Nothing useless is, or low; Each thing in its place is best; And what seems but idle show Strengthens and supports the… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
Your silent tents of green We deck with fragrant flowers; Yours has the suffering been, The memory shall be ours. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
You know I say just what I think, and nothing more and less. I cannot say one thing and mean another. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Inspirational Copy Share Image
Simplicity in character, in manners, in style; in all things the supreme excellence is simplicity. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
There's nothing in this world so sweet as love. And next to love the sweetest thing is hate. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Hate Copy Share Image
For age is opportunity no less Than youth itself, though in another dress, And as the evening twilight fades away The sky… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Age Copy Share Image
It is curious to note the old sea-margins of human thought! Each subsiding century reveals some new mystery; we build where monsters… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
God's voice was not in the earthquake, Not in the fire, nor the storm, but it was in the whispering breezes. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Breeze Copy Share Image
