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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.
  -- Henry W. Longfellow (1807-1882) -- The Day is done...
• A feeling of sadness and longing That is not akin to pain, And resembles sorrow only As the mist resembles the rain.
  -- Henry W. Longfellow (1807-1882) -- The Day is done...
• This is thy hour, O Soul; Thy free flight into the wordless Away from books, from art.
  The day erased; the lesson done. Thee fully forth emerging, Silent, gazing....
• Alas! it is not till time, with reckless hand, has torn out half the leaves from the Book of Human Life to light the fires of passion with from day to day
  hat man begins to see that the leaves which remain are few in number....
• The heights by great men reached and kept Were not attained by sudden flight, But they while their companions slept Were toiling upward in the night.
  -- Henry W. Longfellow (1807-1882) -- The Ladder of Saint Augustine...
• Hospitality sitting with Gladness. -- Henry W.
  Longfellow (1807-1882) -- Translation from Frithiof's Saga...
• Into each life some rain must fall, Some days must be dark and dreary.
  -- Henry W. Longfellow (1807-1882) -- The Rainy Day...
• Think that day lost whose low descending sun Views from thy hand no noble action done.
  -- Jacob Boba...
• Safe from temptation, safe from sin's pollution, She lives whom we call dead.
  -- Henry W. Longfellow (1807-1882) -- Resignatio...