926 Quotes by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

The best thing one can do when it’s raining is to let it rain.

Kind messages, that pass from land to land; Kind letters, that betray the heart’s deep history, In which we feel the pressure of a hand, – One touch of fire, – and all the rest is mystery!

Whoever benefits his enemy with straightforward intention that man’s enemies will soon fold their hands in devotion.

Such was the wreck of the Hesperus, In the midnight and the snow! Christ save us all from a death like this, On the reef of Norman’s Woe!

See yonder fire! It is the moon slow rising o’er the eastern hill. It glimmers on the forest tips, and through the dewy foliage drips In little rivulets of light, and makes the heart in love with night.

Where’er a noble deed is wrought, Where’er is spoken a noble thought, Our hearts in glad surprise To higher levels rise.

If you once understand an author’s character, the comprehension of his writings becomes easy.

Who ne’er his bread in sorrow ate, Who ne’er the mournful midnight hours Weeping upon his bed has sate, He knows you not, ye Heavenly Powers.

Thus, seamed with many scars Bursting these prison bars, Up to its native stars My soul ascended! There from the flowing bowl Deep drinks the warrior’s soul, Skoal! to the Northland! skoal! Thus the tale ended.