Sleep Quotes by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

19 Sleep quotes by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

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Longfellow’s verses often stroll through nature and humanity, and here he lingers on the hush of night. Nineteen reflections show his calm, measured approach to the restorative rhythm of sleep.

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All sense of hearing and of sight enfold in the serene delight and quietude of sleep.

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

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Is this is a dream? O, if it be a dream, Let me sleep on, and do not wake me yet!

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Be thy sleep Silent as night is, and as deep.

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Stay, stay at home, my heart and rest; Home-keeping hearts are happiest.

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Sleep... Oh! how I loathe those little slices of death…

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O holy trust! O endless sense of rest! Like the beloved John To lay his head upon the Saviour's breast, And thus…

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I like that ancient Saxon phrase, which calls The burial-ground God's-Acre! It is just; It consecrates each grave within its walls, And…

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God is not dead; nor doth He sleep; ... The wrong shall fail, The right prevail, With peace on earth, good will…

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“Tell me not in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream! For the soul is dead that slumbers, And things are…

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Very hot and still the air was, Very smooth the gliding river, Motionless the sleeping shadows.

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Ah, yes, the sea is still and deep, All things within its bosom sleep! A single step, and all is o'er, A…

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Sweet as the tender fragrance that survives, When martyred flowers breathe out their little lives, Sweet as a song that once consoled…

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The moon is hidden behind a cloud... On the leaves is a sound of falling rain... No other sounds than these I…

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And in despair I bowed my head; "There is no peace on earth," I said; "For hate is strong, And mocks the…

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It is the Harvest Moon! On gilded vanes and roofs of villages, on woodland crests and their aerial neighborhoods of nests deserted,…

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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…

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So Nature deals with us, and takes away Our playthings one by one, and by the hand Leads us to rest so…

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As a fond mother, when the day is o'er, Leads by the hand her little child to bed, Half willing, half reluctant…

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“Still stands the forest primeval; but far away from its shadow, Side by side, in their nameless graves, the lovers are sleeping.…

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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,…

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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,…

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