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In the world's broad field of battle, In the bivouac of Life, Be not like dumb, driven cattle! Be a hero in the strife!
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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Sometimes we may learn more from a man's errors, than from his virtues.
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Build today, then strong and sure, With a firm and ample base And ascending and secure. Shall tomorrow find its place.
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Only a look and a voice then darkness again and silence.
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A Lady with a Lamp shall stand In the great history of the land, A noble type of good, Heroic womanhood.
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O holy trust! O endless sense of rest! Like the beloved John To lay his head upon the Saviour's breast, And thus to journey on!
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The life of woman is full of woe, Toiling on and on and on, With breaking heart, and tearful eyes, The secret longings that arise, Which this world never satisfies! Some more, some less, but of the whole Not one quite happy, no, not one!
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In the mouths of many men soft words are like roses that soldiers put into the muzzles of their muskets on holidays.
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Thus departed Hiawatha, Hiawatha the Beloved, In the glory of the sunset, In the purple mists of evening, To the regions of the home-wind, Of the Northwest-Wind, Keewaydin, To the Islands of the Blessed, To the Kingdom of Ponemah, To the Land of the Hereafter!
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