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To be strong is to be happy! — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

I have an affection for a great city. I feel safe in the neighborhood of man, and enjoy the sweet security of the streets. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

A Lady with a Lamp shall stand In the great history of the land, A noble type of good, Heroic womanhood. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Perhaps the greatest lesson which the lives of literary men teach us is told in a single word* Wait! — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

She floats upon the river of his thoughts. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

The prayer of Ajax was for light. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Most people would succeed in small things if they were not troubled with great ambitions. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

The great tragedy of the average man is that he goes to his grave with his music still in him. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

With useless endeavour Forever, forever, Is Sisyphus rolling His stone up the mountain! — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

For his heart was in his work, and the heart giveth grace unto every art. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Prayer is innocence's friend; and willingly flieth incessant 'twist the earth and the sky, the carrier-pigeon of heaven. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

An angel visited the green earth, and took a flower away. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

They are dead; but they live in each Patriot's breast, And their names are engraven on honor's bright crest. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

It is autumn; not without But within me is the cold. Youth and spring are all about; It is I that have grown old. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

These stars of earth, these golden flowers. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

There's nothing fair nor beautiful, but takes Something from thee, that makes it beautiful. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

All things come round to him who will but wait. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

A boy's will is the wind's will, and the thought's of youth are long, long thoughhts — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

A solid man of Boston; A comfortable man with dividends, And the first salmon and the first green peas. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Does not all the blood within me
Leap to meet thee, leap to meet thee,
As the springs to meet the sunshine. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

The young may die, but the old must! — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Perseverance is a great element of success. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Would you learn the secret of the sea? Only those who brave its dangers, comprehend its mystery! — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

To say the least, a town life makes one more tolerant and liberal in one's judgment of others. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

History casts its shadow far into the land of song. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

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

Joy, temperance, and repose, slam the door on the doctor's nose. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

There's nothing in this world so sweet as love. And next to love the sweetest thing is hate. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Life hath quicksands, Life hath snares! — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

The twilight is sad and cloudy, The wind blows wild and free, And like the wings of sea-birds Flash the white caps of the sea. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

The bravest are the tenderest. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

The true poet is a friendly man. He takes to his arms even cold and inanimate things, and rejoices in his heart. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

If a woman shows too often the Medusa's head, she must not be astonished if her lover is turned into stone. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Look upon the errors of others in sorrow, not in anger. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

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

If you once understand an author's character, the comprehension of his writings becomes easy. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

A life that is worth writing at all is worth writing minutely. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Ah, the souls of those that die Are but sunbeams lifted higher. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Dead he is not, but departed, for the artist never dies. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Between the dark and the daylight, When the night is beginning to lower, Comes a pause in the day's occupations, That is known as the Children's Hour. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

The best thing one can do when it's raining is to let it rain. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Such was the wreck of the Hesperus, In the midnight and the snow! Christ save us all from a death like this, On the reef of Norman's Woe! — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Silence is a great peacemaker. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

O Music! language of the soul, Of love, of God to man; Bright beam from heaven thrilling, That lightens sorrow's weight. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Silence and solitude, the soul's best friends. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

O holy trust! O endless sense of rest! Like the beloved John To lay his head upon the Saviour's breast, And thus to journey on! — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

We see but dimly through the mists and vapors; Amid these earthly damps What seem to us but sad, funereal tapers May be heaven's distant lamps. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Safe from temptation, safe from sin's pollution, She lives whom we call dead. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Sweet April! many a thought Is wedded unto thee, as hearts are wed; Nor shall they fail, till, to its autumn brought, Life's golden fruit is shed. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

For 'tis sweet to stammer one letter
Of the Eternal's language; - on earth it is called Forgiveness! — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

There are no birds in last year's nest. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

It is Lucifer, The son of mystery; And since God suffers him to be, He too, is God's minister, And labors for some good By us not understood. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

God's voice was not in the earthquake, Not in the fire, nor the storm, but it was in the whispering breezes. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

The low desire, the base design
That makes another's virtues less. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Only priests and politicians benefit from a people's ignorance. — Ki Longfellow

Whenever nature leaves a hole in a person's mind, she generally plasters it over with a thick coat of self-conceit. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

A boy's will is the wind's will. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Nothing useless is, or low; Each thing in its place is best; And what seems but idle show
Strengthens and supports the rest. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Others live on in a careless and lukewarm state - not appearing to fill Longfellow's measure: 'Into each life, some rain must fall.' — Mary Todd Lincoln

A great sorrow, like a mariner's quadrant, brings the sun at noon down to the horizon, and we learn where we are on the sea of life. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

In the world's broad field of battle, In the bivouac of Life, Be not like dumb, driven cattle! Be a hero in the strife! — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

If we could read the secret history of our enemies, we should find in each man's life sorrow and suffering enough to disarm all hostility. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

It is a beautiful trait in the lover's character, that they think no evil of the object loved. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Sometimes we may learn more from a man's errors, than from his virtues. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Whoever benefits his enemy with straightforward intention that man's enemies will soon fold their hands in devotion. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Beautiful in form and feature, lovely as the day, can there be so fair a creature formed of common clay? — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Ripe in wisdom was he, but patient, and simple, and childlike. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Each morning sees some task begun, each evening sees it close; Something attempted, something done, has earned a night's repose. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

There's not a ship that sails the ocean, But every climate, every soil, Must bring its tribute, great or small, And help to build the wooden wall! — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Love is a bodily shape; and Christian works are no more than animate faith and love, as flowers are the animate springtide. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Be thy sleep
Silent as night is, and as deep. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

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

But the great Master said, "I see
No best in kind, but in degree;
I gave a various gift to each,
To charm, to strengthen, and to teach". — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

And, as she looked around, she saw how Death, the consoler, Laying his hand upon many a heart, had healed it forever. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

I do not believe anyone can be perfectly well, who has a brain and a heart — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

My soul is full of longing for the secret of the sea, and the heart of the great ocean sends a thrilling pulse through me. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Great is the art of beginning. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Through woods and mountain passes The winds, like anthems, roll. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Thought takes man out of servitude, into freedom. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

The emigrant's way o'er the western desert is mark'd by
Camp-fires long consum'd and bones that bleach in the sunshine. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

There are favorable hours for reading a book, as for writing it. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Art is the child of nature in whom we trace the features of the mothers face. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Ambition's cradle oftenest is its grave — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

And all the air is filled with pleasant noise of waters — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

They believe in Christ and Longfellow, both dead — E. E. Cummings

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

Evil is only good perverted. — 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

There is no death! What seems so is transition; this life of mortal breath is but a suburb of the life elysian, whose portal we call Death. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

This is the place. Stand still, my steed,- Let me review the scene, And summon from the shadowy past The forms that once have been. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

If you would hit the mark, you must aim a little above it;
Every arrow that flies feels the attraction of earth. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

One if by land, two if by sea. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

The morning pouring everywhere, its golden glory on the air. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Day of the Lord, as all our days should be! — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

It is difficult to know at what moment love begins; it is less difficult to know that it has begun. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

There is a Reaper, whose name is Death,
And, with his sickle keen,
He reaps the bearded grain at a breath,
And the flowers that grow between. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

By unseen hands uplifted in the light Of sunset, yonder solitary cloud Floats, with its white apparel blown abroad, And wafted up to heaven. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

When Christ ascended Triumphantly from star to star He left the gates of Heaven ajar. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Yes, we must ever be friends; and of all who offer you friendship let me be ever the first, the truest, the nearest and dearest! — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

The world loves a spice of wickedness. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow