Tell me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream! — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
One half the world must sweat and groan that the other half may dream. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
Is this is a dream? O, if it be a dream, Let me sleep on, and do not wake me yet! — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
As I gaze upon the sea! All the old romantic legends, all my dreams, come back to me. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
Dreams or illusions, call them what you will, they lift us from the commonplace of life to better things. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
Youth, hope, and love: To build a new life on a ruined life, To make the future fairer than the past, And… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
How beautiful is youth! how bright it gleams with its illusions, aspirations, dreams! Book of Beginnings, Story without End, Each maid a… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
“Think of your woods and orchards without birds! Of empty nests that cling to boughs and beams As in an idiot's brain… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
There are things of which I may not speak; There are dreams that cannot die; There are thoughts that make the strong… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow 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 Copy Share Image
Thus thought I, as by night I read Of the great army of the dead, The trenches cold and damp, The starved… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
The spring came suddenly, bursting upon the world as a child bursts into a room, with a laugh and a shout and hands full… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow 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 because the… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
“ Endymion The rising moon has hid the stars; Her level rays, like golden bars, Lie on the landscape green, With shadows brown between.… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
There's nothing fair nor beautiful, but takes Something from thee, that makes it beautiful. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
Fame comes only when deserved, and then is as inevitable as destiny, for it is destiny. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow 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 vapors. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
“ Thus dwelt together in love these simple Acadian farmers,— Dwelt in the love of God and of man. Alike were they free from Fear,… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
The trees are white with dust, that o'er their sleep Wave their broad curtains in the south-wind's breath, While underneath such leafy tents they… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
Heights by great men reached and kept were not obtained by sudden flight but, while their companions slept, they were toiling upward in the… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
Ah, how skillful grows the hand That obeyeth Love's command! It is the heart, and not the brain, That to the highest doth attain,… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow 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 the home-wind,… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
