The nearer the dawn the darker the night.
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOWLook not mournfully into the past, it comes not back again. Wisely improve the present, it is thine.
More Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Quotes
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The rapture of pursuing is the prize the vanquished gain.
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The love of learning, the sequestered nooks, And all the sweet serenity of books.
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I have an affection for a great city. I feel safe in the neighborhood of man, and enjoy the sweet security of the streets.
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Go forth to meet the shadowy future without fear and with a manly heart.
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Ambition is so powerful a passion in the human breast, that however high we reach we are never satisfied.
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Music is the universal language of mankind.
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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.
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The Helicon of too many poets is not a hill crowned with sunshine and visited by the Muses and the Graces, but an old, mouldering house, full of gloom and haunted by ghosts.
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Thought takes man out of servitude, into freedom.
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Lives of great men all remind us, we can make our lives sublime, and, departing, leave behind us, footprints on the sands of time.
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There is no grief like the grief that does not speak.
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Men of genius are often dull and inert in society; as the blazing meteor, when it descends to earth, is only a stone.
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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 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.
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There is nothing holier in this life of ours than the first consciousness of love, the first fluttering of its silken wings.
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