He spoke well who said that graves are the footprints of angels. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
"Do not fear! Heaven is as near," He said, "by water as by land!" — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
Ye are better than all the ballads That ever were sung or said; For ye are living poems, And all the rest… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
Saint Augustine! well hast thou said, That of our vices we can frame A ladder, if we will but tread Beneath our… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
But the great Master said, "I see No best in kind, but in degree; I gave a various gift to each, To… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
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 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
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
Good-night! good-night! as we so oft have said Beneath this roof at midnight, in the days That are no more, and shall… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
And in despair I bowed my head; "There is no peace on earth," I said; "For hate is strong, And mocks the… — 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
