Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Quotes About Eyes

Quotes about: Eyes

• I venerate old age; and I love not the man who can look without emotion upon the sunset of life, when the dusk of evening begins to gather over the watery eye, and the shadows of twilight grow broader and deeper upon the understanding.

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

  Love, Time, Twilight

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1855). “The Works: Kavanagh. Outre-Mer”, p.164

• There are things of which I may not speak; There are dreams that cannot die; There are thoughts that make the strong heart weak, And bring a pallor into the cheek, And a mist before the eye.

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

  Dream, Strong, Eye

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, J. D. McClatchy (2000). “Poems and Other Writings”, p.339, Library of America

• Ne speaketh not; and yet there lies a conversation in his eyes.

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

  Loyalty, Lying, Eye

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, “The Hanging Of The Crane”

• The highest exercise of imagination is not to devise what has no existence, but rather to perceive what really exists, though unseen by the outward eye-not creation, but insight.

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

  Art, Eye, Exercise

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

• How wonderful is the human voice! It is indeed the organ of the soul. The intellect of man is enthroned visibly on his forehead and in his eye, and the heart of man is written on his countenance, but the soul, the soul reveals itself in the voice only.

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

  Heart, Eye, Men

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1851). “The prose works of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow”, p.113

• I dislike an eye that twinkles like a star. Those only are beautiful which, like the planets, have a steady lambent light, are luminous, but not sparkling.

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

  Beautiful, Stars, Eye

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1857). “Prose Works”, p.112

• Gorgeous flowerets in the sunlight shining, Blossoms flaunting in the eye of day, Tremulous leaves, with soft and silver lining, Buds that open only to decay.

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

  Eye, Shining, Bud

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1848). “Poems”, p.10

• 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

• O weary hearts! O slumbering eyes! O drooping souls, whose destinies Are fraught with fear and pain, Ye shall be loved again.

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

  Pain, Heart, Eye

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1848). “Poems”, p.49

• The life of woman is full of woe,
  Toiling on and on and on,
  With breaking heart, and tearful eyes,
  The secret longings that arise,
  Which this world never satisfies!
  Some more, some less, but of the whole
  Not one quite happy, no, not one!

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

  Sad, Women, Heart

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1867). “The Poetical Works of H. W. Longfellow. Complete Edition”, p.156

• The moon is hidden behind a cloud... On the leaves is a sound of falling rain... No other sounds than these I hear; The hour of midnight must be near... So many ghosts, and forms of fright, Have started from their graves to-night, They have driven sleep from mine eyes away: I will go down to the chapel and pray.

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

  Fall, Rain, Sleep

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, “The Golden Legend: Iv. The Road To Hirschau”

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