Related:

• Safe from temptation, safe from sin's pollution, She lives whom we call dead.
  -- Henry W. Longfellow (1807-1882) -- Resignatio...
• There is no flock, however watched and tended, But one dead lamb is there
  There is no fireside, howsoe'er defended, But has one vacant chair....
• But oftentimes celestial benedictions Assume this dark disguise.
  -- Henry W. Longfellow (1807-1882) -- Resignatio...
• What seem to us but sad, funereal tapers May be heaven's distant lamps.
  -- Henry W. Longfellow (1807-1882) -- Resignatio...
• There is no death! What seems so is transition; This life of mortal breath Is but a suburb of the life elysian, Whose portal we call Death.
  -- Henry W. Longfellow (1807-1882) -- Resignatio...
• 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....
• Trust no future, howe'er pleasant! Let the dead Past bury its dead!
  Act, act in the living present! Heart within, and God o'erhead!...
• A banner with the strange device. -- Henry W. Longfellow (1807-1882) -- Excelsio
• The prayer of Ajax was for light. -- Henry W. Longfellow (1807-1882) -- The Goblet of Life