Quotes by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

About Henry Wadsworth Longfellow:

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow was an American poet and educator whose works include "Paul Revere's Ride", The Song of Hiawatha, and Evangeline. He was also the first American to translate Dante Alighieri's The Divine Comedy, and was one of the five Fireside Poets.
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I do not believe anyone can be perfectly well, who has a brain and a heart

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Sweet as the tender fragrance that survives, When martyred flowers breathe out their little lives, Sweet as a song that once consoled our pain, But never will be sung to us again, Is they remembrance. Now the hour of rest Hath come to thee. Sleep, da...

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Every arrow that flies feels the pull of the earth.

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Anon from the castle walls The crescent banner falls, And the crowd beholds instead, Like a portent in the sky, Iskander's banner fly, The Black Eagle with double head; And a shout ascends on high, For men's souls are tired of the Turks, And their wi...

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Ah, how good it feels! The hand of an old friend.

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Though the mills of God grind slowly, yet they grind exceeding small; Though with patience He stands waiting, with exactness grinds He all.

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Let us labor for an inward stillness-- An inward stillness and an inward healing. That perfect silence where the lips and heart Are still, and we no longer entertain Our own imperfect thoughts and vain opinions, But God alone speaks to us and we wait...

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Kind hearts are the gardens, Kind thoughts are the roots, Kind words are the flowers, Kind deeds are the fruits, Take care of your garden And keep out the weeds, Fill it with sunshine, Kind words, and Kind deeds.

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

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

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

As Unto the bow the the cord is , So unto the man is woman; Though she bends him, she obeys him, Though she draws him , yet she follows: Useless each without the other.

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

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.

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

By the shores of Gitche Gumee, By the shining Big-Sea-Water, Stood the wigwam of Nokomis, Daughter of the Moon, Nokomis, Dark behind it rose the forest, Rose the black and gloomy pine-trees, Rose the firs with cones upon them; Bright before it beat t...

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

The purpose of that apple tree is to grow a little new wood each year. That is what I plan to do.

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

I have you fast in my fortress, And will not let you depart, But put you down into the dungeon, In the round-tower of my heart, And there will I keep you forever, Yes, forever and a day, Till the walls shall crumble to ruin, And moulder in the dust a...

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Think of your woods and orchards without birds! Of empty nests that cling to boughs and beams As in an idiot's brain remembered words Hang empty 'mid the cobwebs of his dreams!

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Our hearts, our hopes, our prayers, our tears, our faith triumphant o’er our fears, are all with thee – are all with thee!

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

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.

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

It takes less time to do a thing right, than it does to explain why you did it wrong.

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Man is always more than he can know of himself; consequently, his accomplishments, time and again, will come as a surprise to him.

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Youth comes but once in a lifetime.

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Therefore trust to thy heart, and to what the world calls illusions.

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Author Bio

  • NameHenry Wadsworth Longfellow
  • DescriptionAmerican poet
  • AliasesHenry W. Longfellow; H. W. Longfellow
  • BornFebruary 27, 1807
  • DiedMarch 24, 1882
  • CountryUnited States Of America
  • ProfessionWriter; Poet; Novelist; Professor
  • AwardsOrder Of Merit For Arts And Science