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
The everyday cares and duties, which men call drudgery, are the weights and counterpoises of the clock of time, giving its pendulum… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
Every author has the whole past to contend with; all the centuries are upon him. He is compared with Homer, Dante, Shakespeare,… — 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 Copy Share Image
“Lives of great men all remind us We can make our lives sublime, And, departing, leave behind us Footprints on the sands… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
Time, like a preacher in the days of the Puritans, turned the hour-glass on his high pulpit, the church belfry. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
To-day, to-morrow, every day, to thousands the end of the world is close at hand. And why should we fear it? We… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
Death is the chillness that precedes the dawn; We shudder for a moment, then awake In the broad sunshine of the other… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
Often times we call a man [or woman] cold when he [or she] is only sad. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
Time rides with the old At a great pace. As travellers on swift steeds See the near landscape fly and flow behind… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
“There are moments in life, when the heart is so full of emotion that if by chance it be shaken, or into… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
To be seventy years old is like climbing the Alps. You reach a snow-crowned summit, and see behind you the deep valley… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
“It takes less time to do something right than to explain why you did it wrong.” — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
Not enjoyment, and not sorrow, Is our destined end or way; But to act, that each tomorrow Find us farther than today. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow 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
“Lives of great men all remind us We can make our lives sublime, And, departing, leave behind us Footprints on the sand… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
The morning breaks; the steeds in their stalls Stamp and neigh, as the hostler calls; The day returns, but nevermore Returns the… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
Look not mournfully into the past. It comes not back again. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
The history of the past is a mere puppet-show. A little man comes out and blows a little trumpet, and goes in… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
We are all architects of faith, ever living in these walls of time. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
Nor deem the irrevocable Past As wholly wasted, wholly vain, If, rising on its wrecks, at last To something nobler we attain. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
Man is always more than he can know of himself; consequently, his accomplishments, time and again, will come as a surprise to… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
Never idle a moment, but thrifty and thoughtful of others. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
What is time? The shadow on the dial, the striking of the clock, the running of the sand, day and night, summer… — 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
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