Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Quotes

• I like that ancient Saxon phrase, which calls, The burial-ground God’s-Acre.

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• The shades of night were falling fast, As through an Alpine village passed A youth, who bore, ’mid snow and ice, A banner with a strange device, Excelsior!

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• It was the schooner Hesperus, That sailed the wintry sea.

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• Each morning sees some task begin, Each evening sees it close; Something attempted, something done, Has earned a night’s repose.

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• His brow is wet with honest sweat, He earns whate’er he can, And looks the whole world in the face, For he owes not any man.

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• Under a spreading chestnut-tree The village smithy stands; The smith a mighty man is he, With large and sinewy hands; And the muscles of his brawny arms Are strong as iron bands.

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• Lives of great men all remind us We can make our lives sublime, And departing, leave behind us Footprints on the sands of time.

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• Art is long, and time is fleeting, And our hearts, though stout and brave, Still, like muffled drums, are beating Funeral marches to the grave.

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• Art is the child of nature in whom we trace the features of the mothers face.

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• Ah, Nothing is too late, till the tired heart shall cease to palpitate.

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• I heard the bells on Christmas day
  Their old familiar carols play
  And mild and sweet the words repeat,
  Of peace on earth, good will to men.

  I thought how as the day had come,
  The belfries of all Christendom
  Had roll’d along th’ unbroken song
  Of peace on earth, good will to men.

  And in despair I bow’d my head:
  “There is no peace on earth,” I said,
  “For hate is strong, and mocks the song
  Of peace on earth, good will to men.”

  Then pealed the bells more loud and deep:
  “God is not dead, nor doth He sleep;
  The wrong shall fail, the right prevail,
  With peace on earth, good will to men.”

  ‘Til ringing, singing on its way,
  The world revolved from night to day,
  A voice, a chime, a chant sublime,
  Of peace on earth, good will to men!

   

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• Art is long, and Time is fleeting.

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• Music is the universal language of mankind.

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• And in despair I bowed my head;
  ‘There is no peace on earth,’ I said;
  ‘For hate is strong,
  And mocks the song
  Of peace on earth, good-will to men!’

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• We judge ourselves by what we feel capable of doing, while others judge us by what we have already done.

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• The love of learning, the sequestered nooks, And all the sweet serenity of books.

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• The heights by great men reached and kept / Were not attained by sudden flight, / But they, while their companions slept, / Were toiling upward in the night.

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• Look not mournfully into the past, it comes not back again. Wisely improve the present, it is thine. Go forth to meet the shadowy future without fear and with a manly heart

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• Unasked, Unsought, Love gives itself but is not bought.

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• I do not believe anyone can be perfectly well, who has a brain and a heart.

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Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (116)

Birth:	27th February, 1807
Death:	24th March, 1882
Nationality:	American
Profession:	Poet, Professor

About

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow was born in Portland, Maine, USA. He was an American poet and professor whose works include "Paul Revere's Ride", The Song of Hiawatha, and Evangeline. He was also the first American to translate Dante Alighieri's Divine Comedy, and was one of the five Fireside Poets. He studied at Bowdoin College. After spending time in Europe he became a professor at Bowdoin and, later at Harvard College. He wrote other poems include: Voices of the Night, Ballads and Other Poems, Poems On Slavery, The Golden Legend, Aftermath, The Arrow and the Song, Tales of a Wayside Inn, and The Seaside and the Fireside. He wrote several novels include: Hyperion and Kavanagh.

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