Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Henry Wadsworth Longfellowwas an American poet and educator whose works include "Paul Revere's Ride", The Song of Hiawatha, and Evangeline. He was also the first American to translate Dante Alighieri's Divine Comedy, and was one of the five Fireside Poets...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth27 February 1807
CityPortland, ME
CountryUnited States of America
prayer heart country-love
Our hearts, our hopes, our prayers, our tears, our faith triumphant o’er our fears, are all with thee – are all with thee!
country sea land
One, if by land, and two, if by sea; And I on the opposite shore will be, Ready to ride and spread the alarm Through every Middlesex village and farm For the country folk to be up and to arm.
country drama perfect
The country is lyric, the town dramatic. When mingled, they make the most perfect musical drama.
country warrior names
The warriors that fought for their country, and bled, Have sunk to their rest; the damp earth is their bed; No stone tells the place where their ashes repose, Nor points out the spot from the graves of their foes. They died in their glory, surrounded by fame, And Victory's loud trump their death did proclaim; They are dead; but they live in each Patriot's breast, And their names are engraven on honor's bright crest.
country poet great-poet
All that is best in the great poets of all countries is not what is national in them, but what is universal.
country priests presses
The country is not priest-ridded, but press-ridden.
country-love triumphant
Our faith triumphant o'er our fears.
country heart dark
Where should the scholar live? In solitude, or in society? in the green stillness of the country, where he can hear the heart of Nature beat, or in the dark, gray town where he can hear and feel the throbbing heart of man?
country men long
A man must be of a very quiet and happy nature, who can long endure the country; and, moreover, very well contented with his own insignificant person.
country children sleep
It is the Harvest Moon! On gilded vanes and roofs of villages, on woodland crests and their aerial neighborhoods of nests deserted, on the curtained window-panes of rooms where children sleep, on country lanes and harvest-fields, its mystic splendor rests.
arrow fell knew shot
I shot an arrow into the air,It fell to earth, I knew not where (The Arrow and the Song)
city far scattered separate snow wandered
Far asunder, on separate coasts, the Acadians landed, ... Scattered were they, like flakes of snow . . . friendless, homeless, hopeless, they wandered from city to city.
beginning dark known night pause
Between the dark and the daylight, / When the night is beginning to lower, / Comes a pause in the day's occupations, / That is known as the Children's Hour.
grand hundredth puritan singing
Singing the Hundredth Psalm, the grand old Puritan anthem.