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Henry Wadsworth Longfellow quotes - page 12
One half the world must sweat and groan that the other half may dream.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
The world loves a spice of wickedness.
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
All are architects of Fate, Working in these walls of Time Some with massive deeds and great, Some with ornaments of rhyme.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
No tears Dim the sweet look that Nature wears.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Thinking the deed, and not the creed, Would help us in our utmost need.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
In ourselves are triumph and defeat.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
The lamps are lit, the fires burn bright. The house is full of life and light.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Do not fear Heaven is as near,' He said, 'by water as by land.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
And death, and time shall disappear,- Forever there, but never here!
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Ah, how wonderful is the advent of spring!
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
The warriors that fought for their country, and bled, Have sunk to their rest.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
This divine madness enters more or less into all our noblest undertakings.
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
O father! I see a gleaming light. Oh say, what may it be?
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Ah! this beautiful world!
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 joys or sorrows.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Ah what would the world be to us If the children were no more We should dread the desert behind us Worse than the dark before.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
But the father answered never a word. A frozen corpse was he.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Good-night good-night as we so oft have said, Beneath this roof at midnight, in the days That are no more, and shall no more return. Thou hast but taken up thy lamp and gone to bed I stay a little longer, as one stays To cover up the embers that still burn.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
I venerate old age and I love not the man who can look without emotion upon the sunset of life, when the dusk of evening begins to gather over the watery eye, and the shadows of twilight grow broader and deeper upon the understanding.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
But the good deed, through the ages, Living in historic pages, Brighter grows and gleams immortal, Unconsumed by moth or rust.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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