Therefore trust to thy heart, and to what the world calls illusions. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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Henry Wadsworth Longfellow : American Poet
Born: February 27, 1807
Died: March 24, 1882
As thy days, so shall thy strength be which, in modern langu…
Know thy self, know thy enemy. A thousand battles, a thousan…
Common sense in an uncommon degree is what the world calls w…
Deceiving others. That is what the world calls a romance. Os…
Touch us gently, Time! Let us glide adown thy stream, Gently…
Whither goest thou, America, in thy shiny car in the night? …
As thy days, so shall thy strength be which, in modern langu…
Know thy self, know thy enemy. A thousand battles, a thousan…
Common sense in an uncommon degree is what the world calls w…
Deceiving others. That is what the world calls a romance. Os…
Touch us gently, Time! Let us glide adown thy stream, Gently…
Whither goest thou, America, in thy shiny car in the night? …
Drown in a cold vat of whiskey? Death, where is thy sting? W…
Fear not that thy life shall come to an end, but rather that…
Ah, Hope! what would life be, stripped of thy encouraging sm…
Save for thee and thy lessons, man in society would everywhe…
Sailing a boat calls for quick action, a blending of feeling…
OK, I have a nickname. My family calls me ‘Trey’ because I’m…
Success in its highest and noblest form calls for peace of m…
Wisdom stands at the turn in the road and calls upon us publ…
My mom calls me an older soul because, growing up, she taugh…
I’m sure there are close calls that we’re not even aware of …
Life-writing calls for any number of dubious gifts: A touch …
What the New Yorker calls home would seem like a couple of c…
People return my phone calls now, which is really interestin…
When a man wants to murder a tiger he calls it sport; when a…
