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To say the least, a town life makes one more tolerant and liberal in one's judgement of others.
Topic: Judgement
Source: None
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We judge ourselves by what we feel capable of doing, while others
judge us by what we have already done.
Topic: Judgment
Source: Kavanagh (ch. I)
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Men as a whole judge more with their eyes than with their hands.
Topic: Judgment
Source: Kavanagh (ch. I)
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Though he was rough, he was kindly.
Topic: Kindness
Source: Courtship of Miles Standish (pt. III)
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Writ in the climate of heaven, in the language spoken by angels.
Topic: Language
Source: The Children of the Lord's Supper (l. 262)
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Life is real! Life is earnest! And the grave is not its goal; Dust thou art, to dust returnest, Was not spoken of the soul. Tell me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream! For the soul is dead that slumbers, And things are not what they seem.
Topic: Life
Source: None
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The prayer of Ajax was for light;
Through all that dark and desperate fight,
The blackness of that noonday night.
Topic: Light
Source: The Goblet of Life (st. 8)
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Listen, every one
That listen may, unto a tale
That's merrier than the nightingale.
- Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Tales of a Wayside Inn (pt. III,),
Topic: Listening
Source: Tales of a Wayside Inn (pt. III,), The Sicilian's Tale--Interlude Before the Monk of Casal-Maggiore
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Love gives itself; it is not bought.
Topic: Love
Source: None
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Talk not of wasted affection; affection never was wasted. -Henry Wadsworth Longfellow.
Topic: Love
Source: None
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Our hearts, our hopes, are all with thee,
Our hearts, our hopes, our prayers, our tears,
Our faith triumphant o'er our fears,
Are all with thee,--are all with thee!
Topic: Love of Country
Source: The Building of the Ship
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Happy art thou, as if every day thou hadst picked up a horseshoe.
Topic: Luck
Source: Evangeline (pt. I, st. 2)
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You behold in me
Only a travelling Physician;
One of the few who have a mission
To cure incurable diseases,
Or those that are called so.
Topic: Medicine
Source: Christus--The Golden Legend (pt. I)
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The joy of meeting not unmixed with pain.
Topic: Meeting
Source: Morituri Salutamus (l. 113)
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Ships that pass in the night, and speak each other in passing,
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.
- Henry Wadsworth Longfellow,
Topic: Meeting
Source: Tales of a Wayside Inn--The Theologian's Tale--Elizabeth (pt. IV)
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The leaves of memory seemed to make A mournful rustling in the dark.
Topic: Memory
Source: None
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Being all fashioned of the self-same dust,
Let us be merciful as well as just.
Topic: Mercy
Source: Tales of a Wayside Inn (pt. III), The Student's Tale, Emma and Eginhard, l. 177
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I stood on the bridge at midnight,
As the clocks were striking the hour,
And the moon rose over the city,
Behind the dark church tower.
Topic: Midnight
Source: Bridge
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Midnight! the outpost of advancing day!
The frontier town and citadel of night!
Topic: Midnight
Source: Two Rivers (pt. I)
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Tell me not, in mournful numbers,
Life is but an empty dream!
For the soul is dead that slumbers,
and things are not what they seem.
Life is real! Life is earnest!
And the grave is not its goal;
Dust thou art; to dust returnest,
Was not spoken of the soul.
Topic: Miscellaneous
Source: None
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Then from the neighboring thicket the mockingbird, wildest of
singers,
Swinging aloft on a willow spray that hung o'er the water.
Shook from his little throat such floods of delirious music,
That the whole air and the woods and the waves seemed silent to
listen.
Topic: Mockingbirds
Source: Evangeline (pt. II, st. 2)
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Morality without religion is only a kind of dead reckoning,--an
endeavor to find our place on a cloudy sea by measuring the
distance we have run, but without any observation of the heavenly
bodies.
Topic: Morality
Source: Kavanagh (ch. XIII)
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Music is the universal language of mankind.
Topic: Music
Source: None
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The counterfeit and counterpart of Nature is reproduced in art.
Topic: Nature
Source: None
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And the night shall be filled with music
And the cares, that infest the day,
Shall fold their tents, like the Arabs,
And as silently steal away.
Topic: Night
Source: The Day is Done
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I heard the trailing garments of the Night
Sweep through her marble halls.
Topic: Night
Source: Hymn to the Night
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To the red rising moon, and loud and deep
The nightingale is singing from the steep.
Topic: Nightingales
Source: Keats
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Be noble in every thought
And in every deed!
Topic: Nobility
Source: Christus--The Golden Legend (pt. II)
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Noble by birth, yet nobler by great deeds.
Topic: Nobility
Source: Tales of a Wayside Inn (pt. III, The Student's Tale, Emma and Eginhard, l. 82)
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A feeling of sadness and longing that is not akin to pain, and resembles sorrow only as the mist resembles the rain.
Topic: Nostalgia
Source: None
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The picture that approaches sculpture nearest
Is the best picture.
Topic: Painting
Source: Michael Angelo (pt. II, 4)
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Good-night! good-night! as we so oft have said
Beneath this roof at midnight, in the days
That are no more, and shall no more return.
Thou hast but taken up thy lamp and gone to bed;
I stay a little longer, as one stays
To cover up the embers that still burn.
Topic: Parting
Source: Three Friends of Mine (pt. IV)
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My Book and Heart
Shall never part.
Topic: Parting
Source: Three Friends of Mine (pt. IV)
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Enjoy the spring of love and youth,
To some good angel leave the rest,
For time will teach thee soon the truth,
"There are no birds in last year's nest."
Topic: Past
Source: It is not always May
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Rule by patience, Laughing Water!
Topic: Patience
Source: Hiawatha (pt. X, Hiawatha's Wooing)
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Still achieving, still pursuing,
Learn to labour and to wait.
Topic: Patience
Source: A Psalm of Life (st. 9)
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All things come round to him who will but wait.
Topic: Patience
Source: Tales of a Wayside Inn--The Student's Tale (pt. I)
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The pen became a clarion.
Topic: Pen
Source: Monte Cassino (st. 13)
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For thine own purpose, thou hast sent
The strife and the discouragement!
Topic: Perseverance
Source: Christus--The Golden Legend (pt. II)
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Kind messages, that pass from land to land;
Kind letters, that betray the heart's deep history,
In which we feel the pressure of a hand,--
One touch of fire,--and all the rest is mystery!
Topic: Post
Source: The Seaside and Fireside--Dedication (st. 5)
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Art is long, and Time is fleeting,
And out hearts, though stout and brave,
Still, like muffled drums, are beating
Funeral marches to the grave.
Topic: Proverbs
Source: A Psalm of Life (st. 4)
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Still achieving, still pursuing,
Learn to labour and to wait.
Topic: Proverbs
Source: A Psalm of Life (st. 9)
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The rapture of pursuing is the prize the vanquished gain.
Topic: Pursuit
Source: None
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The song-birds leave us at the summer's close,
Only the empty nests are left behind,
And pipings of the quail among the sheaves.
Topic: Quail
Source: The Harvest Moon
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Be still, sad heart, and cease repining;
Behind the clouds the sun is shining;
Thy fate is the common fate of all,
Into each life some rain must fall,
Some days must be dark and dreary.
Topic: Rain
Source: An April Day
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And the hooded clouds, like friars,
Tell their beads in drops of rain.
Topic: Rain
Source: Midnight Mass for the Dying Year (st. 4)
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The day is cold, and dark, and dreary;
It rains, and the wind in never weary;
The vine still clings to the mouldering wall,
But at every gust the dead leaves fall,
And the day is dark and dreary.
Topic: Rain
Source: The Rainy Day
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The ceaseless rain is falling fast,
And yonder gilded vane,
Immovable for three days past,
Points to the misty main.
Topic: Rain
Source: Travels by the Fireside (st. 1)
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Night after night,
He sat and bleared his eyes with books.
Topic: Reading
Source: Christus--The Golden Legend (pt. I)
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It takes less time to do things right that to explain why you did it wrong.
Topic: Religion / Beliefs
Source: None
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