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Welcome, my old friend, Welcome to a foreign fireside.
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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More and more do I feel, as I advance in life, how little we really know of each other. Friendship seems to me like the touch of musical-glasses--it is only contact but the glasses themselves, and their contents, remain quite distinct and unmingled.
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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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For bells are the voice of the church They have tones that touch and search The hearts of young and old.
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A millstone and the human heart are driven ever round, If they have nothing else to grind, they must themselves be ground.
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The Wreck of the Hesperus But the father answered never a word, A frozen corpse was he.
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