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• 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...
• Into each life some rain must fall, Some days must be dark and dreary.
  -- Henry W. Longfellow (1807-1882) -- The Rainy Day...
• When she had passed, it seemed like the ceasing of exquisite music.
  -- Henry W. Longfellow (1807-1882) -- Evangeline, Part i...
• 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....
• Oh, fear not in a world like this, And thou shalt know erelong,-- Know how sublime a thing it is To suffer and be strong.
  -- Henry W. Longfellow (1807-1882) -- The Light of Sta...
• A banner with the strange device. -- Henry W. Longfellow (1807-1882) -- Excelsio
• The prayer of Ajax was for light. -- Henry W. Longfellow (1807-1882) -- The Goblet of Life
• The star of the unconquered will. -- Henry W. Longfellow (1807-1882) -- The Light of Sta
• This is the forest primeval. -- Henry W. Longfellow (1807-1882) -- Evangeline, Part i