“Look, then, into thine heart, and write!”

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Voices of the Night http://www.worldwideschool.org/library/books/lit/poetry/TheCompletePoeticalWorksofHenryWadsworthLongfellow/Chap1.html, Prelude, st. 19 (1839).

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American poet 1807–1882

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