Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Quotes About Country

Quotes about: Country

• It is the Harvest Moon! On gilded vanes and roofs of villages, on woodland crests and their aerial neighborhoods of nests deserted, on the curtained window-panes of rooms where children sleep, on country lanes and harvest-fields, its mystic splendor rests.

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

  Country, Children, Sleep

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (Illustrated)”, p.1002, Delphi Classics

• A man must be of a very quiet and happy nature, who can long endure the country; and, moreover, very well contented with his own insignificant person.

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

  Country, Men, Long

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1854). “The Works: Hyperion”, p.110

• Where should the scholar live? In solitude, or in society? in the green stillness of the country, where he can hear the heart of Nature beat, or in the dark, gray town where he can hear and feel the throbbing heart of man?

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

  Country, Heart, Dark

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1854). “The Works: Hyperion”, p.46

• One, if by land, and two, if by sea; And I on the opposite shore will be, Ready to ride and spread the alarm Through every Middlesex village and farm For the country folk to be up and to arm.

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

  Country, Land, Opposites

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1871). “The Complete Poetical Works of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow”, p.472

• 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

  Country, Poet, Great Poet

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1855). “The Works: Kavanagh. Outre-Mer”, p.69

• The warriors that fought for their country, and bled, Have sunk to their rest; the damp earth is their bed; No stone tells the place where their ashes repose, Nor points out the spot from the graves of their foes. They died in their glory, surrounded by fame, And Victory's loud trump their death did proclaim; They are dead; but they live in each Patriot's breast, And their names are engraven on honor's bright crest.

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

  Country, Warrior, Names

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Horace Elisha Scudder (1922). “The Complete Poetical Works of Longfellow”

• The country is lyric, the town dramatic. When mingled, they make the most perfect musical drama.

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

  Country, Drama, Perfect

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1851). “The prose works of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow”, p.430

• The country is not priest-ridded, but press-ridden.

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

  Country, Priests, Presses

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