Henry Wadsworth Longfellow quotes - page 10

Build on, and make thy castles high and fair, Rising and reaching upward to the skies; Listen to voices in the upper air, Nor lose thy simple faith in mysteries. (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow)
I stood on the bridge at midnight, As the clocks were striking the hour, And the moon rose o'er the city, Behind the dark church-tower. View quote
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By the shores of Gitche Gumee, By the shining Big-Sea-Water, Stood the wigwam of Nokomis, Daughter of the Moon, Nokomis. View quote
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Alike were they free from Fear, that reigns with the tyrant, and envy, the vice of republics. Neither locks had they to their doors, nor bars to their windows; But their dwellings were open as day and the hearts of their owners; There the richest was poor, and the poorest lived in abundance. View quote
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He is a little chimney and heated hot in a moment. View quote
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And suddenly through the drifting brume The blare of the horns began to ring. View quote
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O Bells of San Blas in vain Ye call back the Past again; The Past is deaf to your prayer! Out of the shadows of night The world rolls into light; It is daybreak everywhere. View quote
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"O father! I see a gleaming light. Oh say, what may it be?" But the father answered never a word, A frozen corpse was he. View quote
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Thine was the prophet's vision, thine The exaltation, the divine Insanity of noble minds, That never falters nor abates, But labors and endures and waits, Till all that it foresees it finds Or what it can not find creates. View quote
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Not from the grand old masters, Not from the bards sublime, Whose distant footsteps echo Through the corridors of Time. View quote
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His form was ponderous, and his step was slow; There never was so wise a man before; He seemed the incarnate "Well, I told you so!" (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow)
Come, read to me some poem, Some simple and heartfelt lay, That shall soothe this restless feeling, And banish the thoughts of day. View quote
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It is a beautiful trait in the lover's character, that they think no evil of the object loved. View quote
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Whoever benefits his enemy with straightforward intention that man's enemies will soon fold their hands in devotion. View quote
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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 not what they seem. View quote
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The Laws of Nature are just, but terrible. There is no weak mercy in them. Cause and consequence are inseparable and inevitable. The elements have no forbearance. The fire burns, the water drowns, the air consumes, the earth buries. And perhaps it would be well for our race if the punishment of crimes against the Laws of Man were as inevitable as the punishment of crimes against the Laws of Nature --were Man as unerring in his judgments as Nature. View quote
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It is curious to note the old sea-margins of human thought Each subsiding century reveals some new mystery we build where monsters used to hide themselves. View quote
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The strength of criticism lies only in the weakness of the thing criticized. View quote
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In this world a man must be either anvil or hammer. View quote
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Wouldst thouso the helmsman answered, Learn the secret of the sea Only those who brave its dangers Comprehend its mystery. View quote
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When one is truly in love, one not only says it, but shows it. (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow)
Every man must patiently bide his time. He must wait not in listless idleness but in constant, steady, cheerful endeavors, always willing and fulfilling and accomplishing his task, that when the occasion comes he may be equal to the occasion. View quote
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No literature is complete until the language it was written in is dead. View quote
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The holiest of all holidays are those Kept by ourselves in silence and apart The secret anniversaries of the heart. View quote
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Thus at the flaming forge of life Our fortunes must be wrought Thus on its sounding anvil shaped Each burning deed and thought. View quote
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