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• So disasters come not singly; But as if they watched and waited, Scanning one another's motions, When the first descends, the others Follow, follow, gathering flock-wiseRound their victim, sick and wounded, First a shadow, then a sorrow, Till the air is dark with anguish.

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  Dark, Air, Sick

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, “The Song Of Hiawatha Xix: The Ghosts”

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• For the structure that we raise,
  Time is with materials filled;
  Our to-days and yesterdays
  Are the blocks with which we build.

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  Art, Block, Yesterday

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1871). “The Poetical Works”, p.134

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• A spirit of criticism, if indulged in, leads to a censoriousness of disposition that is destructive of all nobler feeling. The man who lives to find faults has a miserable mission.

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  Gratitude, Men, Feelings

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• Whoever benefits his enemy with straightforward intention that man's enemies will soon fold their hands in devotion.

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  Reality, Men, Hands

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• The low desire, the base design
  That makes another's virtues less.

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  Design, Desire, Virtue

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1856). “Poetical Works of H. W. Longfellow ... Illustrated with ... engravings on wood from designs by J. E. Benham, Birket Foster, etc”, p.232

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• 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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  Death, Lambs, Chairs

  'A Psalm of Life' (1838)

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• O, though oft oppressed and lonely,
  All my fears are laid aside,
  If I but remember only
  Such as these have lived and died!

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  Lonely, Remember, Died

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1905). “Selections from Longfellow”

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• Our blossoms of passion, gay and luxuriant flowers, are bright and full of fragrance, but they beguile us and lead us astray, and their odor is deadly.

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  Flower, Passion, Gay

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, “Evangeline: Part The Second. Iv.”

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

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  Music, Headstone, Exquisite

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (2012). “Evangeline (Annotated Student's Edition)”, p.27, Jazzybee Verlag

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• Labor with what zeal we will, Something still remains undone, Something uncompleted still Waits the rising of the sun.

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  Forgiveness, Waiting, Rising

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, J. D. McClatchy (2000). “Poems and Other Writings”, p.352, Library of America

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• The gentle wind, a sweet and passionate wooer, Kisses the blushing leaf.

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  Sweet, Kissing, Wind

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1859). “The poetical works of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. New complete ed., with illustr, by J. Gilbert”, p.15

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• But the nearer the dawn the darker the night, And by going wrong all things come right. Things have been mended that were worse, and the the worse, the nearer they are to mend.

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  Night, Optimism, Dawn

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (Illustrated)”, p.791, Delphi Classics

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• The grave itself is but a covered bridge,
  Leading from light to light, through a brief darkness!

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  Death, Grieving, Light

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1861). “The poetical works of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, including his translations and notes”, p.217

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• The sun is set; and in his latest beams Yon little cloud of ashen gray and gold, Slowly upon the amber air unrolled, The falling mantle of the Prophet seems.

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  Fall, Twilight, Clouds

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (2012). “My Complete Poetical Works (Annotated Edition)”, p.845, Jazzybee Verlag

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

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  Phrases, Acres, Ancient

  'God's-Acre' (1841)

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• Each new epoch in life seems an encounter. There is a tussle and a cloud of dust, and we come out of it triumphant or crest-fallen, according as we have borne ourselves.

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  Life, Clouds, Dust

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1888). “Longfellow's Days: The Longfellow Prose Birthday Book : Extracts from the Journals and Letters of H. W. Longfellow”

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• Fear is the virtue of slaves; but the heart that loveth is willing.

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  Heart, Slave, Virtue

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1856). “Voices of the night. Ballads and other poems. Poems on slavery. The Spanish student. The belfry of Bruges and other poems. Evangeline. The seaside and the fireside”, p.96

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• No man is so poor as that. As well might the mountain streamlets say they have nothing worth giving to the sea, because they are not rivers. Give what you have. To some one, it may be better than you dare to think.

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  Thinking, Men, Sea

  "The Works of Henry W. Longfellow".

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• I have an affection for a great city. I feel safe in the neighborhood of man, and enjoy the sweet security of the streets.

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  Sweet, Men, Cities

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1866). “The Prose Works of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow”, p.311

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• And the wind plays on those great sonorous harps, the shrouds and masts of ships.

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  Wind, Play, Ships

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1851). “The prose works of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow”, p.30

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• The little I have seen of the world teaches me to look upon the errors of others in sorrow, not in anger. When I take the history of one poor heart that has sinned and suffered, and represent to myself the struggles and temptations it has passed through, the brief pulsations of joy, the feverish inquietude of hope and fear, the pressure of want, the desertion of friends, I would fain leave the erring soul of my fellow-man with Him from whose hand it came.

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  Struggle, Heart, Men

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• The day is cold, and dark, and dreary; It rains, and the wind is 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. My life is cold, and dark, and dreary; It rains, and the wind is never weary; My thoughts still cling to the mouldering past, But the hopes of youth fall thick in the blast, And the days are dark and dreary. Be still, sad heart! and cease repining; Behind the clouds is the sun still shining; Thy fate is the common fate of all, Into each life some rain must fall, Some days must be dark and dreary.

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  Hope, Wall, Fall

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (2012). “Henry Wadsworth Longfellow: Everyman's Poetry”, p.46, Hachette UK

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• 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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  Art, Unseen, Care

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1868). “Poems”, p.327

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• Some feelings are quite untranslatable; no language has yet been found for them. They gleam upon us beautifully through the dim twilight of fancy, and yet when we bring them close to us, and hold them up to the light of reason, lose their beauty all at once, as glow worms which gleam with such a spiritual light in the shadows of evening, when brought in where the candles are lighted, are found to be only worms like so many others.

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  Spiritual, Twilight, Feelings

  "Hyperion" by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Boston: Ticknor, Reed & Fields, 1853.

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• Let him not boast who puts his armor on as he who puts it off, the battle done.

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  War, Battle, Done

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1988). “Selected Poems”, p.277, Penguin

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