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When she had passed, it seemed like the ceasing of exquisite music.
—  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Music is the universal language of mankind ... poetry their universal pastime and delight.
—  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Intelligence and courtesy not always are combined; Often in a wooden house a golden room we find.
—  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
The lamps are lit, the fires burn bright. The house is full of life and light.
—  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Not in the clamor of the crowded street, Not in the shouts and plaudits of the throng, But in ourselves, are triumph and defeat.
—  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Sometimes we learn more from a man's errors than from his virtues.
—  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
The mind of the scholar, if he would leave it large and liberal, should come in contact with other minds.
—  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Men of genius are often dull and inert in society; as the blazing meteor, when it descends to earth, is only a stone.
—  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Nature is a revelation of God; Art a revelation of man.
—  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
In character, in manner, in style, in all things, the supreme excellence is simplicity.
—  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
All things must change to something new, to something strange.
—  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Man is unjust, but God is just; and finally justice triumphs.
—  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Thou art the Iris, fair among the fairest, Who, armed with golden rod And winged with the celestial azure, bearest The message of some God.
—  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
As a fond mother, when the day is o'er, Leads by the hand her little child to bed, Half willing, half reluctant to be led, And leave his broken playthings on the floor. Still gazing at them through the open door, Nor wholly reassured and comforted By promises of others in their stead Which, the more splendid, may not please him more; So Nature deals with us, and takes away Our playthings one by one, and by the hand Leads us to rest so gently, that we go Scarce knowing if we wish to go or stay, Being too full of sleep to understand How far the unknown transcends the what we know.
—  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
The height of great men reached and kept were not attained by sudden flight, but they, while their companions slept, were toiling upward in the night.
—  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Blossomed the lovely stars, the forget-me-nots of the angels.
—  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Something attempted, something done, Has earned a nights repose.
—  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Stay, stay at home, my heart, and rest; Home-keeping hearts are happiest.
—  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Fame comes only when deserved, and then is as inevitable as destiny, for it is destiny.
—  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
God had sifted three kingdoms to find the wheat for this planting.
—  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Talk not of wasted affection; affection never was wasted.
—  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Oh, what a glory doth this world put on, for him who with a fervent heart goes forth under the bright and glorious sky, and looks on duties well performed, and days well spent.
—  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
He that respects himself is safe from others; He wears a coat of mail that none can pierce.
—  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Trouble is the next best thing to enjoyment; there is no fate in the world so horrible as to have no share in either its joy or sorrows.
—  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Through woods and mountain passes The winds, like anthems, roll.
—  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Nothing that is can pause or stay; The moon will wax, the moon will wane, The mist and cloud will turn to rain, The rain to mist and cloud again, Tomorrow be today.
—  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Not enjoyment, and not sorrow, Is our destined end or way; But to act, that each to-morrow Finds us further than to-day.
—  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
In this world a man must be either anvil or hammer.
—  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Look not mournfully into the past. It comes not back again.
—  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
Sit in reverie and watch the changing color of the waves that break upon the idle seashore of the mind.
—  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Ships that pass in the night, and speak each other in passing; Only a signal shown and a distant voice in the darkness; So on the ocean of life we pass and speak one another, Only a look and a voice; then darkness again and a silence.
—  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

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