Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Quotes About Water

Quotes about: Water

• 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

  Beach, Ocean, Heart

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (2012). “Favorite Poems”, p.45, Courier Corporation

• 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.

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

  Heart, Water, Secret

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (2012). “Favorite Poems”, p.64, Courier Corporation

• Softly the evening came. The sun from the western horizon Like a magician extended his golden want o'er the landscape; Trinkling vapors arose; and sky and water and forest Seemed all on fire at the touch, and melted and mingled together.

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

  Sunset, Fire, Sky

  "Poems" by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Boston: Ticknor and Fields, 1863.

• And all the air is filled with pleasant noise of waters

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

  Air, Water, Noise

• By the shores of Gitchee 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 the water,
  Beat the clear and sunny water,
  Beat the shining Big-Sea-Water.

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

  Daughter, Dark, Moon

  'The Song of Hiawatha' (1855) 'Hiawatha's Childhood'

• The Laws of Nature are just, but terrible. There is no weak mercy in them. Cause and consequence are inseparable and inevitable. The elements have no forbearance. The fire burns, the water drowns, the air consumes, the earth buries. And perhaps it would be well for our race if the punishment of crimes against the Laws of Man were as inevitable as the punishment of crimes against the Laws of Nature -were Man as unerring in his judgments as Nature.

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

  Nature, Men, Law

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1873). “Prose Works of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow”, p.452

• Rule by patience, Laughing Water!

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

  Patience, Water, Laughing

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, J. D. McClatchy (2000). “Poems and Other Writings”, p.205, Library of America

• How beautiful is the rain!
  After the dust and the heat,
  In the broad and fiery street,
  In the narrow lane,
  How beautiful is the rain!

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

  Beautiful, Rain, Dust

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1867). “The Poetical Works of H. W. Longfellow. Complete Edition”, p.85

• The day is cold, and dark, and dreary;
  It rains, and the wind in never weary;
  The vine still clings to the mouldering wall,
  But at every gust the dead leaves fall,
  And the day is dark and dreary.

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

  Wall, Rain, Fall

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, J. D. McClatchy (2000). “Poems and Other Writings”, p.18, Library of America

• "Do not fear! Heaven is as near," He said, "by water as by land!"

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

  Fear, Land, Water

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Edwin Edwards (1871). “The Poetical Works of H. W. Longfellow. Edited, with a Critical Memoir, by W. M. Rossetti. Illustrated ... by E. Edwards”, p.424

• Talk not of wasted affection, affection never was wasted; If it enrich not the heart of another, its waters, returning Back to their springs, like the rain, shall fill them full of refreshment; That which the fountain sends forth returns again to the fountain.

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

  Love, Spring, Rain

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, J. D. McClatchy (2000). “Poems and Other Writings”, p.88, Library of America

• The secret studies of an author are the sunken piers upon which is to rest the bridge of his fame, spanning the dark waters of oblivion. They are out of sight, but without them no superstructure can stand secure.

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

  Dark, Sight, Bridges

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (2012). “Hyperion”, p.185, Jazzybee Verlag

• Work is my recreation,
  The play of faculty; a delight like that
  Which a bird feels in flying, or a fish
  In darting through the water,--Nothing more.

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

  Work, Play, Water

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (2008). “Michael Angelo and Translations”, p.88, Wildside Press LLC

• By the shore of Gitche Gumee, By the shining Big-Sea-Water, At the doorway of his wigwam, In the pleasant Summer morning, Hiawatha stood and waited.

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

  Summer, Morning, Sea

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1867). “The Poetical Works of H. W. Longfellow. Complete Edition”, p.247

• O lovely eyes of azure, Clear as the waters of a brook that run Limpid and laughing in the summer sun!

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

  Summer, Running, Eye

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1875). “The Masque of Pandora: And Other Poems”, p.6

• Then from the neighboring thicket the mocking-bird, wildest of singers, Swinging aloft on a willow spray that hung o'er the water, Shook from his little throat such floods of delirious music, That the whole air and the woods and the waves seemed silent to listen.

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

  Air, Water, Bird

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1988). “Selected Poems”, p.49, Penguin

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