Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

United States
27 Feb 1807 // 24 Mar 1882


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This is the forest primeval.

The star of the unconquered will.

The Light of Stars
The prayer of Ajax was for light.

The Goblet of Life

A banner with the strange device.

Love gives itself; it is not bought.
The lowest ebb is the turn of the tide.

Look, then, into thine heart, and write!

Voices of the Night

Nothing is or can be accidental with God.
She floats upon the river of his thoughts.

The Spanish Student
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