Frases de Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

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“Todos são arquitetos do destino, vivendo nestas paredes de tempo, então não se lamente pelo passado. Ele não voltará de novo.”

“Neste mundo não há nada mais doce que o amor.”

“Nós julgamo-nos pelo que nos propomos a fazer, os outros julgam-nos por aquilo que fazemos.”

“Metade do mundo tem de suar e gemer, para que a outra possa sonhar.”

“O hoje e o ontem são as pedras com que construímos.”

“Em cada vida alguma chuva deve cair, e alguns dias devem ser escuros e sombrios.”

“As vidas dos grandes homens nos lembram que podemos fazer nossa vida sublime, e deixando atrás de nós, pegadas nas areias do tempo.”

“Faz-me bem apanhar vez ou outra a chuva da vida.”

“Se pudéssemos ler a história secreta dos nossos inimigos, encontraríamos mágoa e sofrimento suficiente nas suas vidas para desarmar toda a hostilidade.”

“Nada no mundo é mais doce que o amor,
e depois dele é o ódio a coisa mais doce.”

“O ciúme tem as suas raízes, mais no egoísmo do que no amor.”

“No caráter, na conduta, no estilo, em todas as coisas, a simplicidade é a suprema virtude.”

“O nosso destino não é gozar, nem sofrer, mas sim atuar, a fim de que cada manhã nos venha encontrar mais adiante.”

“O bom humor é um dos melhores artigos de vestuário que se deve usar em sociedade.--Julgamos a nós mesmos pelo que nos sentimos capazes de fazer, enquanto os outros nos julgam pelo que já fizemos”

“Vamos, então levantar e agir com entusiasmo para qualquer resultado; ainda realizando, ainda perseguindo, aprender a labutar e a esperar.”

“Em carácter, em comportamento e em todas as coisas, a suprema excelência está na simplicidade.”

“Pó és e pó voltarás a ser não foram palavras ditas à alma.”

“A maior parte das pessoas seriam bem sucedidas em coisas pequenas se não estivessem tão preocupadas com grandes ambições.”

“Nem sempre juntas andam cortesia e inteligência.”

“O que de melhor existe nos grandes poetas de todos os países não é o nacionalismo e sim o universalismo.”

“Muitos triunfariam em coisas modestas, se não estivessem obcecados por grandes ilusões.”

“Se quer acertar no alvo, tem de apontar um pouco acima; toda a seta em voo sente a atracção da Terra.”

“As pessoas apenas exigem liberdade quando não têm nenhum poder.”

“A melhor coisa a fazer quando chove é deixar chover.”

“A força da crítica está na fraqueza da coisa criticada.”

“The holiest of all holidays are those
Kept by ourselves in silence and apart;
The secret anniversaries of the heart,
When the full river of feeling overflows.”

“He speaketh not; and yet there lies
A conversation in his eyes.”

“Build on, and make thy castles high and fair,
Rising and reaching upward to the skies;
Listen to voices in the upper air,
Nor lose thy simple faith in mysteries.”

“I stood on the bridge at midnight,
As the clocks were striking the hour,
And the moon rose o'er the city,
Behind the dark church-tower.”

“By the shores of Gitche Gumee,
By the shining Big-Sea-Water,
Stood the wigwam of Nokomis,
Daughter of the Moon, Nokomis.”

“When she had passed, it seemed like the ceasing of exquisite music.”

“His brow is wet with honest sweat,
He earns whate'er he can,
And looks the whole world in the face,
For he owes not any man.”

“Oh the long and dreary Winter!
Oh the cold and cruel Winter!”

“O thou child of many prayers!
Life hath quicksands; life hath snares!”

“St. Augustine! well hast thou said,
That of our vices we can frame
A ladder, if we will but tread
Beneath our feet each deed of shame!”

“The shades of night were falling fast,
As through an Alpine village passed
A youth, who bore, 'mid snow and ice,
A banner with the strange device,
Excelsior!”

“Alike were they free from
Fear, that reigns with the tyrant, and envy, the vice of republics.
Neither locks had they to their doors, nor bars to their windows;
But their dwellings were open as day and the hearts of their owners;
There the richest was poor, and the poorest lived in abundance.”

“He has singed the beard of the king of Spain.”

“And in the wreck of noble lives
Something immortal still survives.”

“One, if by land, and two, if by sea;
And I on the opposite shore will be,
Ready to ride and spread the alarm
Through every Middlesex village and farm
For the country folk to be up and to arm.”

“Hospitality sitting with Gladness.”

“He is a little chimney and heated hot in a moment.”

“As turning the logs will make a dull fire burn, so change of studies a dull brain.”

“And suddenly through the drifting brume
The blare of the horns began to ring.”

“O Bells of San Blas in vain
Ye call back the Past again;
The Past is deaf to your prayer!
Out of the shadows of night
The world rolls into light;
It is daybreak everywhere.”

“Every great poem is in itself limited by necessity, — but in its suggestions unlimited and infinite.”

“"O father! I see a gleaming light.
Oh say, what may it be?"
But the father answered never a word,
A frozen corpse was he.”

“A feeling of sadness and longing,
That is not akin to pain,
And resembles sorrow only
As the mist resembles the rain.”

“Build me straight, O worthy Master!
Stanch and strong, a goodly vessel,
That shall laugh at all disaster,
And with wave and whirlwind wrestle!”

“Such was the wreck of the Hesperus,
In the midnight and the snow!
Christ save us all from a death like this,
On the reef of Norman's Woe!”

“But oftentimes celestial benedictions
Assume this dark disguise.”

“Thine was the prophet's vision, thine
The exaltation, the divine
Insanity of noble minds,
That never falters nor abates,
But labors and endures and waits,
Till all that it foresees it finds
Or what it can not find creates.”

“And see! she stirs!
She starts,—she moves,—she seems to feel
The thrill of life along her keel,
And, spurning with her foot the ground,
With one exulting, joyous bound,
She leaps into the ocean's arms!”

“Big words do not smite like war-clubs,
Boastful breath is not a bow-string,
Taunts are not so sharp as arrows,
Deeds are better things than words are,
Actions mightier than boastings.”