What did Henry Wadsworth Longfellow mean by: It is a beautiful trait in the lover’s character, that they think no evil of the object loved. - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poet · USA Copy
+ So Nature deals with us, and takes away Our playthings one by one, and by the hand Leads us to rest. Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Environmental, Hands, Rivers, 0 - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poet · USA
+ Thou shalt learn The wisdom early to discern True beauty in utility. Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, True Beauty, 0 - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poet · USA
+ With useless endeavour Forever, forever, Is Sisyphus rolling His stone up the mountain! Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Mountain, Useless, 0 - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poet · USA
+ Sometimes we may learn more from a man’s errors, than from his virtues. Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Learn, Mistake, Time, 0 - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poet · USA
+ The talent of success is nothing more than doing what you can do, well. Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Motivation, Success, 0 - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poet · USA
+ The market-place, the eager love of gain, Whose aim is vanity, and whose end is pain! Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Gains, Pain, Vanity, 0 - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poet · USA
+ What else remains for me? Youth, hope and love; To build a new life on a ruined life. Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Love, New Life, Youth, 0 - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poet · USA
+ For ’tis sweet to stammer one letter Of the Eternal’s language; – on earth it is called Forgiveness! Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Earth, Forgiveness, Sweet, 0 - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poet · USA
This art, born of genius and good taste, can become beautiful and varied to an infinite degree. - Jean-Georges Noverre Choreographer · France
It is no more in our power to love always than it was not to love at all. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
A man reveals his character even in the simplest things he does. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
The sweetest of all sounds is that of the voice of the woman we love. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
If a handsome woman allows that another woman is beautiful, we may safely conclude she excels her. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
The pleasure we feel in criticizing robs us from being moved by very beautiful things. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
At the beginning and at the end of love, the two lovers are embarrassed to find themselves alone. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
