926 Quotes by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Then stars arise, and the night is holy.

The grave itself is but a covered bridge, Leading from light to light, through a brief darkness!

I know not how it is, but during a voyage I collect books as a ship does barnacles.

Great men stand like solitary towers in the city of God.

Sang in tones of deep emotion Songs of love and songs of longing.

The sea hath its pearls The heaven hath its stars But my heart, my heart Has its love.

Southward with fleet of ice Sailed the corsair Death; Wild and fast blew the blast, And the east-wind was his breath.

There's not a ship that sails the ocean, But every climate, every soil, Must bring its tribute, great or small, And help to build the wooden wall!

I shot an arrow into the air, it fell to earth, I knew not where.