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• Life is real! life is earnest! And the grave is not its goal
  Dust thou art, to dust returnest, Was not spoken of the soul....
• The prayer of Ajax was for light. -- Henry W. Longfellow (1807-1882) -- The Goblet of Life
• Standing with reluctant feet Where the brook and river meet, Womanhood and childhood fleet!
  -- Henry W. Longfellow (1807-1882) -- Maidenhood...
• 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 W. Longfellow (1807-1882) -- The Goblet of Life...
• Lord of himself, though not of lands; And having nothing, yet hath all.
  -- Sir Henry Wotton (1568-1639) -- The Character of a Happy Life...
• 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....
• Confusion now hath made his masterpiece! Most sacrilegious murder hath broke ope The Lord's anointed temple, and stole thence The life o' the building!
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Macbeth -- Act ii, Sc. 3...
• Death hath so many doors to let out life. -- Beaumont and Fletcher -- The Customs of the Country, Act ii, Sc.
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• Into each life some rain must fall, Some days must be dark and dreary.
  -- Henry W. Longfellow (1807-1882) -- The Rainy Day...