O suffering, sad humanity! O ye afflicted ones, who lie Steeped to the lips in misery, Longing, yet afraid to die, Patient, though sorely tried!
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1807 - 1882)
Source: The Goblet of Life.
Contributed by: Zaady
No tears Dim the sweet look that Nature wears.
Source: Sunrise on the Hills.
Blossomed the lovely stars, the forget-me-nots of the angels.
Source: Part i. 3.
She floats upon the river of his thoughts.
Source: The Spanish Student. Act ii. Sc. 3.
A feeling of sadness and longing That is not akin to pain, And resembles sorrow only As the mist resembles the rain.
Source: The Day is Done.
Sit in reverie and watch the changing color of the waves that break upon the idle seashore of the mind.
This is the place. Stand still, my steed,- Let me review the scene, And summon from the shadowy past The forms that once have been.
Source: A Gleam of Sunshine.
The leaves of memory seemed to make A mournful rustling in the dark.
Source: The Fire of Drift-wood.
The mind of the scholar, if he would leave it large and liberal, should come in contact with other minds.
Music is the universal language of mankind. . . . poetry their universal pastime and delight.
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