Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

United States
27 Feb 1807 // 24 Mar 1882
Poet

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If you would hit the mark, you must aim a little above it:
Every arrow that flies feels the attraction of earth.
Whenever nature leaves a hole in a person's mind, she generally plasters it over with a thick coat of self-conceit.
No one is so accursed by fate,
No one so utterly desolate,
But some heart, though unknown,
Responds unto his own.

Endymion
And as she looked around, she saw how Death the consoler,
Laying his hand upon many a heart, had healed it forever.
Men of genius are often dull and inert in society; as the blazing meteor, when it descends to earth, is only a stone.
The holiest of all holidays are those
Kept by ourselves in silence and apart;
The secret anniversaries of the heart.
A feeling of sadness and longing
That is not akin to pain,
And resembles sorrow only
As the mist resembles the rain.

The Day is Done
Not enjoyment, and not sorrow,
Is our destined end or way;
But to act, that each to-morrow
Finds us further than to-day.
Then read from the treasured volume
The poem of thy choice,
And lend to the rhyme of the poet
The beauty of thy voice.
Let us, then, be up and doing,
With a heart for any fate;
Still achieving, still pursuing,
Learn to labour and to wait.

A Psalm of Life
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