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• The Devil hinders me. You know I say
  Just what I think, and nothing more nor less,
  And, when I pray, my heart is in my prayer.
  I cannot say one thing and mean another.
  If I can't pray, I will not make believe!

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

  Mean, Thinking, Sincerity

  "Selected Poems".

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• Whatever poet, orator, or sage may say of it, old age is still old age.

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

  Time, Age, May

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, J. D. McClatchy (2000). “Poems and Other Writings”, p.627, Library of America

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• 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

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• Dreams or illusions, call them what you will, they lift us from the commonplace of life to better things.

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  Inspirational, Dream, Illusion

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (2008). “Michael Angelo and Translations”, p.18, Wildside Press LLC

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• There are two angels that attend unseen
  Each one of us, and in great books record
  Our good and evil deeds. He who writes down
  The good ones, after every action closes
  His volume, and ascends with it to God.
  The other keeps his dreadful day-book open
  Till sunset, that we may repent; which doing,
  The record of the action fades away,
  And leaves a line of white across the page.
  Now if my act be good, as I believe it,
  It cannot be recalled. It is already
  Sealed up in heaven, as a good deed accomplished.
  The rest is yours.

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

  Book, Believe, Sunset

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1856). “Poetical Works by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow: Illustrated with Upwards of One Hundred and Sixty Engravings on Wood, from Designs by Jane E. Benham, Birket Foster, Etc”, p.388

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• 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

  Song, Cheer, Winter

  William Cullen Bryant, Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Grenville Mellen, United States. Literary Gazette (1826). “Miscellaneous poems selected from the United States Literary Gazette”, p.113

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• O little souls! as pure as white And crystalline as rays of light Direct from heaven, their source divine; Refracted through the mist of years, How red my setting sun appears, How lurid looks this soul of mine!

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  Years, White, Light

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1867). “The Poetical Works of H. W. Longfellow. Complete Edition”, p.331

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• Time is the life of the soul.

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

  Inspirational, Soul

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• Not chance of birth or place has made us friends, Being oftentimes of different tongues and nations, But the endeavor for the selfsame ends, With the same hopes, and fears, and aspirations.

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  Friendship, Different, Tongue

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1871). “The Poetical Works”, p.126

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• Softly the evening came. The sun from the western horizon Like a magician extended his golden want o'er the landscape; Trinkling vapors arose; and sky and water and forest Seemed all on fire at the touch, and melted and mingled together.

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

  Sunset, Fire, Sky

  "Poems" by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Boston: Ticknor and Fields, 1863.

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• Let us then, be up and doing.

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

  Intriguing

  "A Psalm of Life" st. 9 (1838)

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• An angel visited the green earth, and took a flower away.

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

  Flower, Angel, Earth

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, “Voices Of The Night: The Reaper And The Flowers”

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• We are all architects of faith, ever living in these walls of time.

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  Wall, Architect

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• It was Autumn, and incessant Piped the quails from shocks and sheaves, And, like living coals, the apples Burned among the withering leaves.

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  Autumn, Apples, Coal

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1867). “The Poetical Works of H. W. Longfellow. Complete Edition”, p.137

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• 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

  Men, Perfect Days, Play

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, J. D. McClatchy (2000). “Poems and Other Writings”, p.351, Library of America

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• In December ring Every day the chimes; Loud the gleemen sing In the streets their merry rhymes. Let us by the fire Ever higher Sing them till the night expire!

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

  Night, Fire, December

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1867). “The Poetical Works of H. W. Longfellow. Complete Edition”, p.145

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• Does not all the blood within me
  Leap to meet thee, leap to meet thee,
  As the springs to meet the sunshine.

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

  Life, Spring, Sunshine

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, J. D. McClatchy (2000). “Poems and Other Writings”, p.209, Library of America

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• Under a spreading chestnut-tree The village smithy stands; The smith, a mighty man is he, With large and sinewy hands; And the muscles of his brawny arms Are strong as iron bands.

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  Strong, Men, Hands

  "The Village Blacksmith" st. 1 (1839)

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• Each morning sees some task begin, each evening sees it close.

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  Morning, Labor Day, Tasks

  "The Village Blacksmith" st. 7 (1839)

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• The story, from beginning to end, I found again in a heart of a friend.

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

  Friendship, Heart, Stories

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• It has done me good to be somewhat parched by the heat and drenched by the rain of life.

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  Life, Gratitude, Rain

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1857). “Prose Works”, p.94

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• If I am not worth the wooing, I surely am not worth the winning!

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

  Witty, Inspirational Love, Winning

  "The Poetical Works of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow".

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• Magnificent autumn! He comes not like a pilgrim, clad in russet weeds; not like a hermit, clad in gray; but like a warrior with the stain of blood in his brazen mail.

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  Weed, Autumn, Warrior

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• Doubtless criticism was originally benignant, pointing out the beauties of a work rather that its defects. The passions of men have made it malignant, as a bad heart of Procreates turned the bed, the symbol of repose, into an instrument of torture.

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

  Heart, Passion, Men

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• It was the schooner Hesperus, That sailed the wintry sea.

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

  Sea

  'The Wreck of the Hesperus' (1839)

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