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
sympathy death condolences
I stay a little longer, as one stays, to cover up the embers that still burn.
sympathy sports condolences
The lowest ebb is the turn of the tide.
sympathy condolences losing-a-loved-one
He spoke well who said that graves are the footprints of angels.
sympathy good-night condolences
Good-night! good-night! as we so oft have said Beneath this roof at midnight, in the days That are no more, and shall no more return. Thou hast but taken up thy lamp and gone to bed; I stay a little longer, as one stays To cover up the embers that still burn.
sympathy heart hands
How in the turmoil of life can love stand, Where there is not one heart, and one mouth and one hand.
sympathy death condolences
There is no grief like the grief that does not speak.
explain less takes time
It takes less time to do a thing right than to explain why you did it wrong.
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.
arrow fell knew shot
I shot an arrow into the air,It fell to earth, I knew not where (The Arrow and the Song)
grand hundredth puritan singing
Singing the Hundredth Psalm, the grand old Puritan anthem.
great next power understanding
Next to being a great poet, is the power of understanding one
bends bow cord draws man though unto useless
As unto the bow the cord is, / So unto the man is woman; / Though she bends him, she obeys him, / Though she draws him, yet she follows; / Useless each without the other!
brow honest looks man owes wet
His brow is wet with honest sweat, He earns whate'er he can; And looks the whole world in the face, For he owes not any man