What did Henry Wadsworth Longfellow mean by: The day is dark and cold and dreary; it rains, and the wind is never weary. - 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
+ Love makes its record in deeper colors as we grow out of childhood into manhood. Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Childhood, Color, 0 - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poet · USA
+ Through woods and mountain passes The winds, like anthems, roll. Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Air, Clouds, Stars, 0 - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poet · USA
+ For next to being a great poet is the power of understanding one. Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Poet, 0 - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poet · USA
+ I stay a little longer, as one stays, to cover up the embers that still burn. Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Condolences, Death, Sympathy, 0 - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poet · USA
+ Some poems are like the Centaurs–a mingling of man and beast, and begotten of Ixion on a cloud. Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Clouds, 0 - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poet · USA
+ Art is the child of nature in whom we trace the features of the mothers face. Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Art, Mom, Mother, 0 - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poet · USA
+ Ah, the souls of those that die Are but sunbeams lifted higher. Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Soul, 0 - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poet · USA
There’s no dew left on the daisies and clover; there’s no rain left in heaven. - Jean Ingelow Poet · England
I have not been so much pushed by winds as pulled forward by the force of my decisions. - Jean Kwok Author
Every man has a rainy corner of his life whence comes foul weather which follows him. - Jean Paul Writer · Germany
Blot out the moon, Pull down the stars. Love in the dark, for we’re for the dark So soon, so soon. - Jean Rhys Writer · Dominica
The sea and wind can at the same time convey my neighbour’s vessel and my own. - Jean-Baptiste Say Economist · France
The universe remains dark. We are animals struck by catastrophe. Explain - Jean-Paul Sartre Philosopher · France
Love is the same as being lost,’ says Jacques to the dark. ‘Except you don’t care that you’re lost. - Jedediah Berry Author
