Life hath quicksands, Life hath snares! Henry Wadsworth Longfellow More Quotes by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow More Quotes From Henry Wadsworth Longfellow 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 bird water O flower-de-luce, bloom on, and let the river Linger to kiss thy feet! O flower of song, bloom on, and make forever The world more fair and sweet. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow flower song sweet It is curious to note the old sea-margins of human thought! Each subsiding century reveals some new mystery; we build where monsters used to hide themselves. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow progress sea monsters Don't cross the bridge til you come to it. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow bridges crosses patience Tis always morning somewhere. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow compensation morning Our ingress into the world Was naked and bare; Our progress through the world Is trouble and care. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow progress naked world Many readers judge of the power of a book by the shock it gives their feelings. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow reading giving book The morrow was a bright September morn; The earth was beautiful as if newborn; There was nameless splendor everywhere, That wild exhilaration in the air, Which makes the passers in the city street Congratulate each other as they meet. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow cities air beautiful Among the noblest in the land - Though man may count himself the least - That man I honor and revere, Who without favor, without fear, In the great city dares to stand, The friend of every friendless beast. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow land vegetarianism men I love thee, as the good love heaven. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow good-love life heaven A noble type of good. Heroic womanhood. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow heroic type noble We are all architects of faith, ever living in these walls of time. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow architect wall Often times we call a man [or woman] cold when he [or she] is only sad. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow cold men At first laying down, as a fact fundamental, That nothing with God can be accidental. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow laying-down fundamentals firsts 'Tis always morning somewhere, and aboveThe awakening continents, from shore to shore,Somewhere the birds are singing evermore. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow nature morning bird Many people do not allow their principles to take root, but pull them up every now and then, as children do the flowers they have planted, to see if they are growing. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow flower roots children Standing, with reluctant feet, Where the brook and river meet, Womanhood and childhood fleet! Henry Wadsworth Longfellow childhood feet rivers The country is not priest-ridded, but press-ridden. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow presses priests country Authors have a greater right than any copyright, though it is generally unacknowledged or disregarded. They have a right to the reader's civility. There are favorable hours for reading a book, as for writing it, and to these the author has a claim. Yet many people think that when they buy a book they buy with it the right to abuse the author. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow reading writing book Oh, how short are the days! How soon the night overtakes us! Henry Wadsworth Longfellow today night
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