110+ Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Quotes On Romantic, Patriotic And Narrative

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow was an American poet from Portland, Maine. He was a prolific poet, writing a variety of genres, including narrative, lyric, and epic poetry. He was one of the most popular poets of his time, and his works include "The Song of Hiawatha" and "Evangeline". Following is our collection on famous quotes by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow on love, romantic, patriotic.

Top 10 Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Quotes

1. A single conversation across the table with a wise man is better than ten years mere study of books.
2. Behind the clouds is the sun still shining.
3. Softly the evening came /with the sunset/.
4. Into each life some rain must fall.
5. My soul is full of longing for the secret of the sea
6. The best thing one can do when it's raining is to let it rain.
7. We judge ourselves by what we feel capable of doing, while others judge us by what we have already done.
8. Sit in reverie and watch the changing color of the waves that break upon the idle seashore of the mind.
9. 'Twas Easter-Sunday. The full-blossomed trees Filled all the air with fragrance and with joy.
10. Perseverance is a great element of success. If you only knock long enough and loud enough at the gate, you are sure to wake up somebody.

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Image Quotes

Into each life some rain must fall. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

The best thing one can do when it's raining is to let it rain. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

A torn jacket is soon mended; but hard wordsbruise the heart of a child. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

The sky is filled with stars, invisible by day. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

A thought often makes us hotter than a fire. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Music is the universal language of mankind. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

But oftentimes celestial benedictions Assume this dark disguise. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Short Quotes

• Winter giveth the fields, and the trees so old, their beards of icicles and snow.
• The sky is filled with stars, invisible by day.
• Intelligence and courtesy not always are combined; Often in a wooden house a golden room we find.
• A thought often makes us hotter than a fire.
• And the wind plays on those great sonorous harps, the shrouds and masts of ships.
• Most people would succeed in small things if they were not troubled with great ambitions.
• The Nile, forever new and old, Among the living and the dead, Its mighty, mystic stream has rolled.
• Simplicity in character, in manners, in style; in all things the supreme excellence is simplicity.
• Music is the universal language of mankind.
• But oftentimes celestial benedictions Assume this dark disguise.

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Quotes About Love

If we love one another, nothing, in truth, can harm us, whatever mischances may happen. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Nature paints not; In oils, but frescoes the great dome of heaven; With sunsets, and the lovely forms of clouds; And flying vapors. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Talk not of wasted affection; affection never was wasted. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

It is difficult to know at what moment love begins; it is less difficult to know that it has begun. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Love gives itself; it is not bought. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

The sea hath its pearls The heaven hath its stars But my heart, my heart Has its love. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Every man has his secret sorrows. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

See yonder fire! It is the moon slow rising o'er the eastern hill. It glimmers on the forest tips, and through the dewy foliage drips In little rivulets of light, and makes the heart in love with night. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

I venerate old age; and I love not the man who can look without emotion upon the sunset of life, when the dusk of evening begins to gather over the watery eye, and the shadows of twilight grow broader and deeper upon the understanding. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

O Music! language of the soul, Of love, of God to man; Bright beam from heaven thrilling, That lightens sorrow's weight. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Quotes About Heart

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. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

A torn jacket is soon mended; but hard wordsbruise the heart of a child. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Look not mournfully into the past, it comes not back again. Wisely improve the present, it is thine. Go forth to meet the shadowy future without fear and with a manly heart. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Art is long, and time is fleeting, And our hearts, though stout and brave, Still, like muffled drums, are beating Funeral marches to the grave. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

My soul is full of longing for the secret of the sea, and the heart of the great ocean sends a thrilling pulse through me. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

The first pressure of sorrow crushes out from our hearts the best wine; afterwards the constant weight of it brings forth bitterness, the taste and stain from the lees of the vat. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Read from some humbler poet, Whose songs gushed from his heart, As showers from the clouds of summer, Or tears from the eyelids start. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Trust no future, however pleasant! Let the dead past bury its dead! Act -- act in the living Present! Heart within and God overhead. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

There are moments in life, when the heart is so full of emotion That if by chance it be shaken, or into its depths like a pebble Drops some careless word, it overflows, and its secret, Spilt on the ground like water, can never be gathered together. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

For bells are the voice of the church; They have tones that touch and search The hearts of young and old. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Quotes About Life

If we could read the secret history of our enemies we should find in each man's life sorrow and suffering enough to disarm all hostility. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Ships that pass in the night, and speak each other in passing, only a signal shown, and a distant voice in the darkness; So on the ocean of life, we pass and speak one another, only a look and a voice, then darkness again and a silence. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

The country is lyric, the town dramatic. When mingled, they make the most perfect musical drama. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

The rays of happiness, like those of light, are colorless when unbroken. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Youth comes but once a life time. Perhaps, but it remains strong in many for their entire lives. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Give what you have. To some one, it may be better than you dare to think. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Be still, sad heart! and cease repining; Behind the clouds is the sun still shining; Thy fate is the common fate of all, Into each life some rain must fall — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Art is long, and Time is fleeting. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Into each life some rain must fall, some days be dark and dreary. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Love is sunshine, hate is shadow, Life is checkered shade and sunshine. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Quotes About Night

After a day of cloud and wind and rain Sometimes the setting sun breaks out again, And touching all the darksome woods with light, Smiles on the fields until they laugh and sing, Then like a ruby from the horizon's ring, Drops down into the night. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

The nearer the dawn the darker the night. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

The heights by great men reached and kept were not attained by sudden flight, but they, while their companions slept, were toiling upward in the night. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Each morning sees some task begun, each evening sees it close; Something attempted, something done, has earned a night's repose. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Sunday is the golden clasp that binds together the volume of the week. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

I am the Angel of the Sun Whose flaming wheels began to run When God's almighty breath Said to the darkness and the Night, Let there be light! and there was light. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

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. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Be thy sleep Silent as night is, and as deep. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

The day is done, and the darkness Falls from the wings of Night, As a feather is wafted downward From an eagle in his flight. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

The dawn is not distant, nor is the night starless; love is eternal. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Quotes About World

Every man has his secret sorrows which the world knows not; and often times we call a man cold when he is only sad. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

In this world a man must either be anvil or hammer. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

The student has his Rome, his Florence, his whole glowing Italy, within the four walls of his library. He has in his books the ruins of an antique world and the glories of a modern one. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

If we could read the secret history of our enemies. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

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! — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

The spirit-world around this world of sense Floats like an atmosphere, and everywhere Wafts through these earthly mists and vapours dense A vital breath of more ethereal air. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Therefore trust to thy heart, and to what the world calls illusions. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Oh, what a glory doth this world put on, for him who with a fervent heart goes forth under the bright and glorious sky, and looks on duties well performed, and days well spent. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

The world loves a spice of wickedness. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

He looks the whole world in the face for he owes not any man. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Famous Quotes And Sayings

Into each life some rain must fall. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

The best thing one can do when it's raining is to let it rain. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

If a woman shows too often the Medusa's head, she must not be astonished if her lover is turned into stone. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

A torn jacket is soon mended; but hard wordsbruise the heart of a child. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

He had mittens, Minjekahwun, Magic mittens made of deer-skin; When upon his hands he wore them, He could smite the rocks asunder, He could grind them into powder. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Under a spreading chestnut-tree The village smithy stands; The smith, a mighty man is he, With large and sinewy hands; And the muscles of his brawny arms Are strong as iron bands. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

To be seventy years old is like climbing the Alps. You reach a snow-crowned summit, and see behind you the deep valley stretching miles and miles away, and before you other summits higher and whiter, which you may have strength to climb, or may not. Then you sit down and meditate and wonder which it will be. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

A thought often makes us hotter than a fire. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

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. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

A coquette is a young lady of more beauty than sense, more accomplishments than learning, more charms not person than graces of mind, more admirers than friends, mole fools than wise men for attendants. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Music is the universal language of mankind. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

But oftentimes celestial benedictions Assume this dark disguise. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Very hot and still the air was, Very smooth the gliding river, Motionless the sleeping shadows. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Though the mills of God grind slowly, yet they grind exceeding small; Though with patience He stands waiting, with exactness grinds He all. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Gorgeous flowerets in the sunlight shining, Blossoms flaunting in the eye of day, Tremulous leaves, with soft and silver lining, Buds that open only to decay. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Through woods and mountain passes The winds, like anthems, roll. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Where, twisted round the barren oak, The summer vine in beauty clung, And summer winds the stillness broke, The crystal icicle is hung. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

The great tragedy of the average man is that he goes to his grave with his music still in him. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

For it is the fate of a woman Long to be patient and silent, to wait like a ghost that is speechless, Till some questioning voice dissolves the spell of its silence. Hence is the inner life of so many suffering women Sunless and silent and deep, like subterranean rivers Runnng through caverns of darkness. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Great is the art of beginning, but greater is the art of ending. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

The tide rises, the tide falls, The twilight darkens, the curlew calls; The little waves, with their soft, white hands, Efface the footprints in the sands, And the tide rises, the tide falls. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Down sank the great red sun, and in golden, glimmering vapors Veiled the light of his face, like the Prophet descending from Sinai. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

We have not wings we cannot soar; but, we have feet to scale and climb, by slow degrees, by more and more, the cloudy summits of our time. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

For age is opportunity no less Than youth itself, though in another dress, And as the evening twilight fades away The sky is filled with stars, invisible by day. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Many critics are like woodpeckers, who, instead of enjoying the fruit and shadow of a tree, hop incessantly around the trunk, pecking holes in the bark to discover some little worm or other. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

To be left alone, and face to face with my own crime, had been just retribution. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

I stay a little longer, as one stays, to cover up the embers that still burn. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Every man must patiently bide his time. He must wait -- not in listless idleness but in constant, steady, cheerful endeavors, always willing and fulfilling and accomplishing his task, that when the occasion comes he may be equal to the occasion. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Joy, temperance, and repose, slam the door on the doctor's nose. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

How beautiful is the rain! After the dust and the heat, In the broad and fiery street, In the narrow lane, How beautiful is the rain! — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

It is foolish to pretend that one is fully recovered from a disappointed passion. Such wounds always leave a scar. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

I hear the wind among the trees Playing the celestial symphonies; I see the branches downward bent, Like keys of some great instrument. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

The Mormons make the marriage ring, like the ring of Saturn, fluid, not solid, and keep it in its place by numerous satellites. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Morality without religion is only a kind of dead reckoning -- an endeavor to find our place on a cloudy sea by measuring the distance we have run, but without any observation of the heavenly bodies. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

How wonderful is the human voice! It is indeed the organ of the soul. The intellect of man is enthroned visibly on his forehead and in his eye, and the heart of man is written on his countenance, but the soul, the soul reveals itself in the voice only. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Youth comes but once in a lifetime. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Each morning sees some task begin, each evening sees it close. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

It takes less time to do a thing right than to explain why you did it wrong. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

The human voice is the organ of the soul. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

There is no grief like the grief that does not speak. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Would you learn the secret of the sea? Only those who brave its dangers, comprehend its mystery! — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

There are things of which I may not speak; There are dreams that cannot die; There are thoughts that make the strong heart weak, And bring a pallor into the cheek, And a mist before the eye. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Happy art thou, as if every day thou hadst picked up a horseshoe. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Age is opportunity no less than youth itself. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Ah, how good it feels! The hand of an old friend. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

I have an affection for a great city. I feel safe in the neighborhood of man, and enjoy the sweet security of the streets. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

The Laws of Nature are just, but terrible. There is no weak mercy in them. Cause and consequence are inseparable and inevitable. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

And in despair I bowed my head; "There is no peace on earth," I said; "For hate is strong, And mocks the song Of peace on earth, good-will to men!" Then pealed the bells more loud and deep: "God is not dead, nor doth he sleep! The Wrong shall fail, the Right prevail, With peace on earth, good-will to men! — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Among the noblest in the land - Though man may count himself the least - That man I honor and revere, Who without favor, without fear, In the great city dares to stand, The friend of every friendless beast. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

If spring came but once a century instead of once a year, or burst forth with the sound of an earthquake and not in silence, what wonder and expectation there would be in all the hearts to behold the miraculous change. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

They are dead; but they live in each Patriot's breast, And their names are engraven on honor's bright crest. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

The lowest ebb is the turn of the tide. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Whatever hath been written shall remain, Nor be erased nor written o'er again; The unwritten only still belongs to thee: Take heed, and ponder well what that shall be. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

All nature ... is a respiration Of the Spirit of God, who, in breathing hereafter Will inhale it into his bosom again, So that nothing but God alone will remain. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Sweet is the air with the budding haws, and the valley stretching for miles below Is white with blossoming cherry-trees, as if just covered with lighted snow. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

The talent of success is nothing more than doing what you can do well, and doing well whatever you do. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Life Lessons by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

1. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow taught us the importance of perseverance and resilience in the face of adversity, reminding us that even in the darkest of times, hope and courage can carry us through.
2. He also showed us the power of imagination and creativity, encouraging us to explore our innermost thoughts and feelings and to express them through art.
3. Finally, Longfellow's works demonstrate the importance of cherishing our relationships with others, and the joy that comes from sharing our stories and experiences with one another.