Light Quotes by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

The prayer of Ajax was for light.

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Behind the clouds is the sun still shining.

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Softly the evening came /with the sunset/.

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Out of the shadows of night The world rolls into light.

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Out of the shdows of night The world rolls into light.

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

The nearer the dawn the darker the night.

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

I see, but cannot reach, the height That lies forever in the light.

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

When we walk towards the sun of Truth, all shadows are cast behind us.

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

The grave itself is but a covered bridge, Leading from light to light, through a brief darkness!

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

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

Down sank the great red sun, and in golden, glimmering vapors Veiled the light of his face, like the Prophet descending from…

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

When a great man dies, for years the light he leaves behind him, lies on the paths of men.

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

The lamps are lit, the fires burn bright. The house is full of life and light.

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The day is done; and slowly from the scene the stooping sun upgathers his spent shafts, and puts them back into his…

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Were a star quenched on high,For ages would its light,Still travelling downward from the sky,Shine on our mortal sight. So when a…

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Alas! it is not till time, with reckless hand, has torn out half the leaves from the Book of Human Life to…

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Then followed that beautiful season... Summer… Filled was the air with a dreamy and magical light; and the landscape Lay as if…

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

I am the Angel of the Sun Whose flaming wheels began to run When God's almighty breath Said to the darkness and…

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

In the long, sleepless watches of the night, A gentle face the face of one long dead Looks at me from the…

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

The swallow is come! The swallow is come! O, fair are the seasons, and light Are the days that she brings, With…

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

O little souls! as pure as white And crystalline as rays of light Direct from heaven, their source divine; Refracted through the…

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

After a day of cloud and wind and rain Sometimes the setting sun breaks out again, And touching all the darksome woods…

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

To-day, to-morrow, every day, to thousands the end of the world is close at hand. And why should we fear it? We…

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Some feelings are quite untranslatable; no language has yet been found for them. They gleam upon us beautifully through the dim twilight…

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I heard the trailing garments of the Night Sweep through her marble halls! I saw her sable skirts all fringed with light…

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

There is a beautiful spirit breathing now Its mellowed richness on the clustered trees, And, from a beaker full of richest dyes,…

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I dislike an eye that twinkles like a star. Those only are beautiful which, like the planets, have a steady lambent light,…

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See yonder fire! It is the moon slow rising o'er the eastern hill. It glimmers on the forest tips, and through the…

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Torrent of light and river of air, Along whose bed the glimmering stars are seen, Like gold and silver sands in some…

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By unseen hands uplifted in the light Of sunset, yonder solitary cloud Floats, with its white apparel blown abroad, And wafted up…

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow