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• That tree is very old, but I never saw prettier blossoms on it than it now bears. That tree grows new wood each year. Like that apple tree, I try to grow a new little wood each year.

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  Success, Years, Apples

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• A stiff letter galls one like a stiff shirt collar -- whilst a sheet garnished here and there with a careless blot -- and here and there a dash -- but in the main full of excellent matter, is like a clever fellow in a dirty shirt whom we value for the good humour he brings with him and not for the garb he wears.

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  Clever, Dirty, Letters

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• Mine is the Month of Roses; yes, and mine
  The Month of Marriages! All pleasant sights
  And scents, the fragrance of the blossoming vine,
  The foliage of the valleys and the heights.
  Mine are the longest days, the loveliest nights;
  The mower's scythe makes music to my ear;
  I am the mother of all dear delights;
  I am the fairest daughter of the year.

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  Daughter, Mother, Spring

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (Illustrated)”, p.1047, Delphi Classics

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• The holiest of all holidays are those
  Kept by ourselves in silence and apart;
  The secret anniversaries of the heart,
  When the full river of feeling overflows;-
  The happy days unclouded to their close;
  The sudden joys that our of darkness start
  As flames from ashes; swift desires that dart
  Like swallows singing down each wind that blows!

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  Heart, Holiday, Blow

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (2012). “My Complete Poetical Works (Annotated Edition)”, p.857, Jazzybee Verlag

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• When thou are not pleased, beloved, Then my heart is sad and darkened, As the shining river darkens When the clouds drop shadows on it! When thou smilest, my beloved, Then my troubled heart is brightened, As in sunshine gleam the ripples That the cold wind makes in rivers.

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  Heart, Sunshine, Clouds

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (2012). “My Complete Poetical Works (Annotated Edition)”, p.389, Jazzybee Verlag

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• Patience; accomplish thy labor; accomplish thy work of affection!
  Sorrow and silence are strong, and patient endurance is godlike.
  Therefore accomplish thy labor of love, till the heart is made godlike,
  Purified, strengthened, perfected, and rendered more worthy of heaven.

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  Patience, Strong, Heart

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1871). “The Poetical Works”, p.112

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• Is this is a dream? O, if it be a dream, Let me sleep on, and do not wake me yet!

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  Dream, Sleep, Let Me

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1859). “Poems. New, complete ed”, p.343

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• Welcome, Disappointment! Thy hand is cold and hard, but it is the hand of a friend. Thy voice is stern and harsh, but it is the voice of a friend. Oh, there is something sublime in calm endurance, something sublime in the resolute, fixed purpose of suffering without complaining, which makes disappointment oftentimes better than success!

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  Disappointment, Hands, Voice

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1851). “The prose works of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow”, p.155

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• Even He that died for us upon the cross, in the last hour, in the unutterable agony of death, was mindful of His mother, as if to teach us that this holy love should be our last worldly thought - the last point of earth from which the soul should take its flight for heaven.

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  Mother, Agony, Heaven

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1835). “Outre-mer: a pilgrimage beyond the sea”, p.191

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• In the long, sleepless watches of the night, A gentle face the face of one long dead Looks at me from the wall, where round its head The night-lamp casts a halo of pale light.

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  Wall, Night, Light

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (Illustrated)”, p.2399, Delphi Classics

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• Take this sorrow to thy heart and make it part of thee, and it shall nourish thee till thou art strong again.

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  Art, Strong, Sadness

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1857). “Prose Works”, p.152

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• Ah, to build, to build! That is the noblest art of all the arts. Painting and sculpture are but images, Are merely shadows cast by outward things On stone or canvas, having in themselves No separate existence. Architecture, Existing in itself, and not in seeming A something it is not, surpasses them As substance shadow.

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  Art, Badass, Bad Ass

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (Illustrated)”, p.1489, Delphi Classics

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• Nothing that is can pause or stay.

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  Change, Pauses

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (Illustrated)”, p.956, Delphi Classics

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• O suffering, sad humanity! O ye afflicted ones, who lie Steeped to the lips in misery, Longing, yet afraid to die, Patient, though sorely tried!

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  Lying, Humanity, Suffering

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, J. D. McClatchy (2000). “Poems and Other Writings”, p.22, Library of America

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• Ah, how skillful grows the hand
  That obeyeth Love's command!
  It is the heart, and not the brain,
  That to the highest doth attain,
  And he who followeth Love's behest
  Far excelleth all the rest!

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  Life, Heart, Hands

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1867). “The Poetical Works of H. W. Longfellow. Complete Edition”, p.127

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• For his heart was in his work, and the heart giveth grace unto every art.

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  Art, Heart, Grace

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, J. D. McClatchy (2000). “Poems and Other Writings”, p.116, Library of America

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• To be strong is to be happy!

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  Happiness, Strong, Laughter

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• Our faith triumphant o'er our fears.

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  Country Love, Triumphant

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1871). “The Poetical Works”, p.130

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• Oh, how short are the days! How soon the night overtakes us!

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  Night, Today

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, “Tales Of A Wayside Inn: Part 3. The Theologian's Tale; Elizabeth”

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• This is the forest primeval. The murmuring pines and the hemlocks, Bearded with moss, and in garments green, indistinct in the twilight, Stand like Druids of eld, with voices sad and prophetic, Stand like harpers hoar, with beards that rest on their bosoms. Loud from its rocky caverns, the deep-voiced neighboring ocean Speaks, and in accents disconsolate answers the wail of the forest.

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  Ocean, Twilight, Sadness

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1867). “The Poetical Works of H. W. Longfellow. Complete Edition”, p.98

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• In the long run men hit only what they aim at.

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  Inspirational, Success, Running

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• Then stars arise, and the night is holy.

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  Stars, Night, Holy

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (Illustrated)”, p.1849, Delphi Classics

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• Be noble in every thought And in every deed!

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  Noble, Deeds, Nobility

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1871). “The Poetical Works”, p.161

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• Let us, then, be what we are; speak what we think; and in all things keep ourselves loyal to truth.

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  Thinking, Principles, Loyal

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1867). “The Poetical Works of H. W. Longfellow. Complete Edition”, p.265

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• The tragic element in poetry is like Saturn in alchemy, — the Malevolent, the Destroyer of Nature ; but without it no true Aurum Potabile, or Elixir of Life, can be made.

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  Poetry, Elements, Saturn

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1866). “Kavanagh. Driftwood”, p.365

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