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Youth comes but once in a lifetime.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Age: 75 †
Born: 1807
Born: January 1
Died: 1882
Died: March 24
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Do not delay, Do not delay: the golden moments fly!
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I am never indifferent, and never pretend to be, to what people say or think of my books. They are my children, and I like to have them liked.
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Ah, to build, to build! That is the noblest of all the arts.
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I do not love thee less for what is done, And cannot be undone. Thy very weakness Hath brought thee nearer to me, and henceforth My love will have a sense of pity in it, Making it less a worship than before.
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Who dares To say that he alone has found the truth?
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Kind hearts are the gardens, Kind thoughts are the roots, Kind words are the flowers, Kind deeds are the fruits, Take care of your garden And keep out the weeds, Fill it with sunshine, Kind words, and Kind deeds.
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It is true, that it is not at all necessary to love many books, in order to love them much.
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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.
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Quotes about Life Tell me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream! For the soul is dead that slumbers, and things are not what they seem. Life is real! Life is earnest! And the grave is not its goal Dust thou art to dust returnest, Was not spoken of the soul.
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It is curious to note the old sea-margins of human thought! Each subsiding century reveals some new mystery we build where monsters used to hide themselves.
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All your strength in is your union. All your danger is in discord. Therefore be at peace henceforward, And as brothers live together.
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Shepherds at the grange, Where the Babe was born, Sang with many a change, Christmas carols until morn.
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I stay a little longer, as one stays, to cover up the embers that still burn.
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And the wind plays on those great sonorous harps, the shrouds and masts of ships.
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But ah! what once has been shall be no more! The groaning earth in travail and in pain Brings forth its races, but does not restore, And the dead nations never rise again.
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The true poet is a friendly man. He takes to his arms even cold and inanimate things, and rejoices in his heart.
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Joy, temperance, and repose, slam the door on the doctor's nose.
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My soul is full of longing for the secret of the sea
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Thus at the flaming forge of life Our fortunes must be wrought Thus on its sounding anvil shaped Each burning deed and thought!
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Even cities have their graves!
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