HWHenry W. Longfellow

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Henry W. Longfellow

Life dates: 1807 AD — 1882 AD

Listed in the author section of Bartlett’s ninth-edition anthology, in the linked 1905 printing. Dates reflect that historical edition and may differ from modern scholarship.

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Quotations and sayings

01c. 1844 AD

A feeling of sadness and longing That is not akin to pain, And resembles sorrow only As the mist resembles the rain.

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02c. 1844 AD

And the night shall be filled with music, And the cares that infest the day Shall fold their tents like the Arabs, And as silently steal away.

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03c. 1844 AD

Sail on, O Ship of State! Sail on, O Union, strong and great! Humanity with all its fears, With all the hopes of future years, Is hanging breathless on thy fate!

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04c. 1844 AD

Our hearts, our hopes, are all with thee,— Our hearts, our hopes, our prayers, our tears, Our faith triumphant o'er our fears, Are all with thee,—are all with thee!

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05c. 1844 AD

The leaves of memory seemed to make A mournful rustling in the dark.

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06c. 1844 AD

There is no flock, however watched and tended, But one dead lamb is there; There is no fireside, howsoe'er defended, But has one vacant chair.

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07c. 1844 AD

The air is full of farewells to the dying, And mournings for the dead.

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08c. 1844 AD

But oftentimes celestial benedictions Assume this dark disguise.

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09c. 1844 AD

What seem to us but sad, funereal tapers May be heaven's distant lamps.

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10c. 1844 AD

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.

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11c. 1844 AD

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

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12c. 1844 AD

In the elder days of Art, Builders wrought with greatest care Each minute and unseen part; For the gods see everywhere.

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13c. 1844 AD

This is the forest primeval.

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14c. 1844 AD

When she had passed, it seemed like the ceasing of exquisite music.

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15c. 1844 AD

Blossomed the lovely stars, the forget-me-nots of the angels.

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16c. 1844 AD

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

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17c. 1844 AD

God had sifted three kingdoms to find the wheat for this planting.

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18c. 1844 AD

Into a world unknown,—the corner-stone of a nation!

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19c. 1844 AD

Saint Augustine! well hast thou said, That of our vices we can frame A ladder, if we will but tread Beneath our feet each deed of shame.

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20c. 1844 AD

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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21c. 1844 AD

The surest pledge of a deathless name Is the silent homage of thoughts unspoken.

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22c. 1844 AD

He has singed the beard of the king of Spain.

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23c. 1844 AD

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

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24c. 1844 AD

With useless endeavour Forever, forever, Is Sisyphus rolling His stone up the mountain!

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