Henry Wadsworth Longfellow ( 10 of 238 )
I love the season well
When forest glades are teeming with bright forms,
Nor dark and many-folded read more
I love the season well
When forest glades are teeming with bright forms,
Nor dark and many-folded clouds foretell
The coming of storms.
The star of the unconquered will,
He rises in my breast,
Serene, and resolute, and still,
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The star of the unconquered will,
He rises in my breast,
Serene, and resolute, and still,
And calm, and self-possessed.
As turning the logs will make a dull fire burn, so changes of
studies a dull brain.
As turning the logs will make a dull fire burn, so changes of
studies a dull brain.
The rapture of pursuing is the prize the vanquished gain.
The rapture of pursuing is the prize the vanquished gain.
Art is the child of Nature; yes, her darling child, in whom we trace the features of the mother's face, read more
Art is the child of Nature; yes, her darling child, in whom we trace the features of the mother's face, her aspect and her attitude.
Resolve and thou art free.
Resolve and thou art free.
But noble souls, through dust and heat,
Rise from disaster and defeat
The stronger.
But noble souls, through dust and heat,
Rise from disaster and defeat
The stronger.
Into each life some rain must fall, some days be dark and dreary.
Into each life some rain must fall, some days be dark and dreary.
Sit in reverie and watch the changing color of the waves that break upon the idle seashore of the mind.
Sit in reverie and watch the changing color of the waves that break upon the idle seashore of the mind.
Sculpture is more than painting. It is greater
To raise the dead to life than to create
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Sculpture is more than painting. It is greater
To raise the dead to life than to create
Phantoms that seem to live.
