Top 500 Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Quotes (2024 Update)
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51. “We have not wings we cannot soar; but, we have feet to scale and climb, by slow degrees, by more and more, the cloudy summits of our time.”

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

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53. “Listen my children and you shall hear, Of the midnight ride of Paul Revere.”

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54. “The heart, like the mind, has a memory. And in it are kept the most precious keepsakes.”

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55. “Art is long, and Time is fleeting.”

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56. “The life of a man consists not in seeing visions and in dreaming dreams, but in active charity and in willing service.”

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57. “Stay, stay at home, my heart and rest; Home-keeping hearts are the happiest, For those that wander they know not where Are full of trouble and full of care; To stay at home is best.”

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58. “Youth, hope, and love: To build a new life on a ruined life, To make the future fairer than the past, And make the past appear a troubled dream.”

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59. “Books are sepulchres of thought.”

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60. “Nature is a revelation of God; Art a revelation of man.”

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61. “In the elder days of art Builders wrought with greatest care Each minute and unseen part, For the Gods are everywhere.”

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62. “Into each life some rain must fall.”

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

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64. “Noble souls, through dust and heat, rise from disaster and defeat the stronger.”

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65. “There are things of which I may not speak; There are dreams that cannot die; There are thoughts that make the strong heart weak, And bring a pallor into the cheek, And a mist before the eye.”

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66. “Nothing that is can pause or stay.”

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67. “My soul is full of longing for the secret of the sea, and the heart of the great ocean sends a thrilling pulse through me.”

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68. “Every dew-drop and rain-drop had a whole heaven within it.”

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69. “How beautiful is youth! how bright it gleams with its illusions, aspirations, dreams! Book of Beginnings, Story without End, Each maid a heroine, and each man a friend!”

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70. “The dawn is not distant, nor is the night starless; love is eternal.”

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71. “The day is done, and the darkness Falls from the wings of Night, As a feather is wafted downward From an eagle in his flight.”

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72. “I will be a man among men; and no longer a dreamer among shadows. Henceforth be mine a life of action and reality! I will work in my own sphere, nor wish it other than it is. This alone is health and happiness.”

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

73. “All your strength is in union, all your danger is in discord.”

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74. “Man is unjust, but God is just; and finally justice triumphs.”

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75. “To be strong is to be happy!”

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76. “O suffering, sad humanity! O ye afflicted ones, who lie Steeped to the lips in misery, Longing, yet afraid to die, Patient, though sorely tried!”

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77. “Such was the wreck of the Hesperus, In the midnight and the snow! Christ save us all from a death like this, On the reef of Norman’s Woe!”

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78. “The rays of happiness, like those of light, are colorless when unbroken.”

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79. “Dead he is not, but departed, for the artist never dies.”

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80. “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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81. “The twilight is sad and cloudy, The wind blows wild and free, And like the wings of sea-birds Flash the white caps of the sea.”

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82. “Ah, Nothing is too late, till the tired heart shall cease to palpitate.”

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83. “Nature paints not; In oils, but frescoes the great dome of heaven; With sunsets, and the lovely forms of clouds; And flying vapors.”

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84. “O gift of God! O perfect day: Whereon shall no man work, but play; Whereon it is enough for me, Not to be doing, but to be!”

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85. “He that respects himself is safe from others. He wears a coat of mail that none can pierce.”

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86. “There is no grief like the grief that does not speak.”

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87. “The sky is filled with stars, invisible by day.”

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88. “All are architects of Fate, Working in these walls of Time; Some with massive deeds and great, Some with ornaments of rhyme.”

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89. “I hear the wind among the trees Playing the celestial symphonies; I see the branches downward bent, Like keys of some great instrument.”

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90. “My own thoughts Are my companions.”

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91. “Most people would succeed in small things if they were not troubled with great ambitions.”

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92. “Age is opportunity no less than youth itself.”

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93. “Look not mournfully into the past. It comes not back again.”

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94. “Look, then, into thine heart, and write!”

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95. “Wisely improve the Present. It is thine.”

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96. “There are moments in life, when the heart is so full of emotion That if by chance it be shaken, or into its depths like a pebble Drops some careless word, it overflows, and its secret, Spilt on the ground like water, can never be gathered together.”

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97. “Sunday is the golden clasp that binds together the volume of the week.”

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98. “The tide rises, the tide falls, The twilight darkens, the curlew calls; The little waves, with their soft, white hands, Efface the footprints in the sands, And the tide rises, the tide falls.”

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99. “Glorious indeed is the world of God around us, but more glorious the world of God within us.”

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100. “There is no light in earth or heaven but the cold light of stars; and the first watch of night is given to the red planet Mars.”

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