Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Ah, Nothing is too late, till the tired heart shall cease to palpitate. ↗

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

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Glorious indeed is the world of God around us, but more glorious the world of God within us. ↗

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

#inspirational

The leaves of memory seemed to make A mournful rustling in the dark ↗

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

#mourning

Not enjoyment, and not sorrow, Is our destined end or way; But to act, that each tomorrow Find us farther than today. ↗

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

#life #inspirational

It is difficult to know at what moment love begins; it is less difficult to know that it has begun ↗

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

#love

Art is long, and Time is fleeting. ↗

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

#inspiration #life #philosophy #art

Our hearts, our hopes, our prayers, our tears, our faith triumphant o’er our fears, are all with thee – are all with thee! ↗

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

#prayer #faith

Unasked, Unsought, Love gives itself but is not bought ↗

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

#poetry #love

Silently, one by one, in the infinite meadows of heaven, Blossomed the lovely stars, the forget-me-nots of the angels. ↗

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

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Not in the clamor of the crowded street, not in the shouts and plaudits of the throng, but in ourselves, are triumph and defeat. ↗

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

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