I see, but cannot reach, the height That lies forever in the light. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow More Quotes by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow More Quotes From Henry Wadsworth Longfellow I do not love thee less for what is done, Henry Wadsworth Longfellow weaknessdonelife I promise myself great pleasure from my visit to England. You know I am to stay with Dickens while in London; and beside his own very agreeable society, I shall enjoy that of the most noted literary men of the day, which will be a great gratification to me. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow londonmenpromise All that is best in the great poets of all countries is not what is national in them, but what is universal. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow great-poetpoetcountry Chill air and wintry winds! My ear has grown familiar with your song; I hear it in the opening year, I listen, and it cheers me long. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow cheerwintersong I feel a kind of reverence for the first books of young authors. There is so much aspiration in them, so much audacious hope and trembling fear, so much of the heart's history, that all errors and shortcomings are for a while lost sight of in the amiable self assertion of youth. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow readingheartbook The talent of success is nothing more than doing what you can do, well. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow motivationsuccessinspirational 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! Henry Wadsworth Longfellow perfect-daysplaymen Ah! What would the world be to us If the children were no more? We should dread the desert behind us Worse than the dark before. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow desertdarkchildren Very hot and still the air was, Very smooth the gliding river, Motionless the sleeping shadows. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow summersleeprivers For hate is strong, Henry Wadsworth Longfellow hatestrongsong Would you learn the secret of the sea? Only those who brave its dangers, comprehend its mystery! Henry Wadsworth Longfellow bravesecretsea Mine is the Month of Roses; yes, and mine Henry Wadsworth Longfellow daughtermotherspring How far the gulf-stream of our youth may flow Henry Wadsworth Longfellow agemaylittles There are two angels that attend unseen Henry Wadsworth Longfellow sunsetbelievebook Oh, what a glory doth this world put on, for him who with a fervent heart goes forth under the bright and glorious sky, and looks on duties well performed, and days well spent. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow day-well-spentskyheart Like a French poem is life; being only perfect in structure when with the masculine rhymes mingled the feminine are. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow masculine-and-feminineperfectlife Dreams or illusions, call them what you will, they lift us from the commonplace of life to better things. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow illusiondreaminspirational 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. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow twilightblowwind The day is dark and cold and dreary; it rains, and the wind is never weary. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow darkrainwind We judge ourselves by what we feel capable of doing, while others judge us by what we have already done. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow spiritualeducationinspirational
