Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Sayings and Quotes

Below you will find our collection of inspirational, wise, and humorous old Henry Wadsworth Longfellow quotes, Henry Wadsworth Longfellow sayings, and Henry Wadsworth Longfellow proverbs, collected over the years from a variety of sources.'

From the waterfall he named her, / Minnehaha, Laughing Water. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Holding its lantern o'er the restless surge. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Welcome, my old friend, Welcome to a foreign fireside. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Every house was an inn where all were welcomed and feasted. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Oh, though oft depressed and lonely, / All my fears are laid aside, / If I but remember only / Such as these have lived and died! Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
These, and far more than these, / The Poet sees! / He can behold / Aquarius old / Walking the fenceless fields of air; / And from each ample fold / Of the clouds about him rolled / Scattering everywhere / The showery rain, / As the farmer scatters his grain. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
T is a stairway, not a street, / That ascends the deep ravine, / Where the torrent leaps between / Rocky walls that almost meet. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
While the brown ale he quaffed, loud then the champion laughed. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Our pleasures and our discontents,Are rounds by which we may ascend. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Stay, stay at home, my heart, and rest; / Home-keeping hearts are happiest, / For those that wander they know not where / Are full of trouble and full of care; / To stay at home is best. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Like a French poem is life; being only perfect in structure when with the masculine rhymes mingled the feminine are. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Let the dead Past bury its dead! Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Under the 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 Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Only, alas! the poor, who had neither friends nor attendants, / Crept away to die in the almshouse, home of the homeless. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Most beautiful, most gentle! Yet how lost / To all that gladdens the fair earth; the eye / That watched her being; the maternal care / That kept and nourished her; and the calm light / That steals from our own thoughts, and softly rests / On youth's green vallies and smooth-sliding waters. / Alas! few suns of life, and fewer winds, / Had withered or had wasted the fresh rose / That bloomed upon her cheek; but one chill frost / Came in that early Autumn, when ripe thought / Is rich and beautiful, and blighted it; / And the fair stalk grew languid day by day, / And drooped -- and drooped, and shed its many leaves. / 'Tis said that some have died of love; and some, / Love's passionate feelings and heart-wasting cares, / have spurned life's threshold with a desperate foot: / And others have gone mad,-- and she was one!-- Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
I have you fast in my fortress / And will not let you depart, / But put you down in the dungeon / In the round tower of my heart. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Turn, turn, my wheel! Turn round and round / Without a pause, without a sound: / So spins the flying world away! / This clay, well mixed with marl and sand, / Follows the motion of my hand; / For some must follow, and some command, / Though all are made of clay! Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
There are moments in life, when the heart is so full of emotion / That if by chance it be shaken, or into its depths like a pebble / Drops some careless word, it overflows, and its secret, / Spilt on the ground like water, can never be gathered. together. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Perseverance is a great element of success. If you only knock long enough and loud enough at the gate, you are sure to wake up somebody. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Commissioned by high-thundering Zeus, to lead a maiden to Prometheus, in his tower. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
In the mouths of many men soft words are like roses that soldiers put into the muzzles of their muskets on holidays. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
A single conversation across a table with a wise man is better than ten year's study of books. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
The day is done, and the darkness / Falls from the wings of Night, / As a feather is wafted downward / From an eagle in his flight. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
It takes less time to do a thing right than to explain why you did it wrong. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Silently, one by one, in the infinite meadows of heaven, Blossomed the lovely stars, the forget-me-nots of the angels. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
This memorial had not the effect of procuring them redress, and they were left to undergo their punishment in exile, and to mingle with the population among whom they were distributed, with the hope that in time their language, predictions, and even the recollection of their origin, would be lost amidst the mass of English people with whom they were incorporated. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Joy, temperance, and repose, slam the door on the doctor's nose. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Every man has his secret sorrows which the world knows not and oftentimes we call a man cold when he is only sad. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
And the night shall be filled with music, and the cares, that infest the day, shall fold their tents like the Arabs, and silently steal away. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
The day is done, and the darkness falls from the wings of night, as a feather is wafted downward from an eagle in his flight. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow