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“A noble type of good.
Heroic womanhood.”

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

“The leaves of memory seemed to make
A mournful rustling in the dark.”

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

The Fire of Drift-wood, reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919).

“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

Longfellow's translation of Friedrich von Logau, "Retribution", Sinngedichte III, 2, 24. http://www.kith.org/journals/jed/2002/05/21/452.html.

“Not enjoyment, and not sorrow,
Is our destined end or way;
But to act, that each to-morrow
Finds us further than to-day.”

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow A Psalm of Life

St. 3.
A Psalm of Life (1839)

“The human voice is the organ of the soul.”

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

“The lowest ebb is the turn of the tide.”

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

“A boy's will is the wind's will,
And the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts.”

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

My Lost Youth, refrain (1858), quoting Olaus Sirma
Source: The Complete Works of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

“When she was good,
She was very good indeed,
But when she was bad she was horrid.”

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

There Was a Little Girl http://rpo.library.utoronto.ca/poem/1345.html<br>Often misquoted as &quot;When she was good/She was very, very good&quot;. <br class="br">Context: There was a little girl,<br>Who had a little curl,<br>Right in the middle of her forehead.<br>When she was good,<br>She was very good indeed,<br>But when she was bad she was horrid.

“Youth comes but once in a lifetime”

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

“Yes, we must ever be friends; and of all who offer you friendship let me be ever the first, the truest, the nearest and dearest!”

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow The Courtship of Miles Standish

Source: The Courtship of Miles Standish

“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 book Voices of the Night

St. 4.
Cf. Andrew Marvell, Upon the Death of Lord Hastings (1649): "Art indeed is long, but life is short".
A Psalm of Life (1839)
Source: Voices of the Night

“For his heart was in his work, and the heart
Giveth grace unto every Art.”

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow The Building of the Ship

Source: The Building of the Ship (1849), Line 7.
Source: Hiawatha: The Story and Song

“Where'er a noble deed is wrought,
Where'er is spoken a noble thought,
Our hearts in glad surprise
To higher levels rise.”

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Santa Filomena

Santa Filomena.
Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919)

“Pandora, waking: …
I am alone. These faces in the mirrors
Are but the shadows and phantoms of myself;
They cannot help nor hinder. No one sees me,
Save the all-seeing Gods…
She lifts the lid. A dense mist rises from the chest
and fills the room. Pandora falls senseless on
the floor. Storm without.

Chorus of Dreams from the Gate of Horn: …
Fever of the heart and brain,
Sorrow, pestilence, and pain,
Moans of anguish, maniac laughter,
All the evils that hereafter
Shall afflict and vex mankind,
All into the air have risen
From the chambers of their prison;
Only Hope remains behind.”

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

The Masque of Pandora and Other Poems (1875)

“Spake full well, in language quaint and olden,
One who dwelleth by the castled Rhine,
When he called the flowers, so blue and golden,
Stars, that in earth's firmament do shine.”

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Flowers

Flowers, reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919).

“What seem to us but sad, funereal tapers
May be heaven's distant lamps.”

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Resignation

Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919), Resignation

“Time has laid his hand
Upon my heart, gently, not smiting it,
But as a harper lays his open palm
Upon his harp, to deaden its vibrations.”

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

The Golden Legend http://www.gutenberg.org/files/10490/10490-h/10490-h.htm, Pt. IV, The Cloisters (1872).