Music is the universal language of mankind.
Henry Wadsworth LongfellowMots clés music poetry power-of-music
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Resolve, and thou art free.
Henry Wadsworth LongfellowMots clés poetry resolution
Be still, sad heart! and cease repining;
Behind the clouds is the sun still shining;
Thy fate is the common fate of all,
Into each life some rain must fall
Mots clés life poetry heart sorrow
As Unto the bow the the cord is ,
So unto the man is woman;
Though she bends him, she obeys him,
Though she draws him , yet she follows:
Useless each without the other.
Mots clés love poetry man woman marriage
Lives of great men all remind us
We can make our lives sublime,
And, departing, leave behind us
Footprints on the sands of time
Look not mournfully into the past, it comes not back again. Wisely improve the present, it is thine. Go forth to meet the shadowy future without fear and with a manly heart.
Henry Wadsworth LongfellowMots clés inspirational
If we could read the secret history of our enemies, we should find in each man's life sorrow and suffering enough to disarm all hostility.
Henry Wadsworth LongfellowMots clés human-nature
It takes less time to do a thing right than to explain why you did it wrong.
Henry Wadsworth LongfellowMots clés accuracy
Art is the child of nature in whom we trace the features of the mothers face.
Henry Wadsworth LongfellowMots clés art nature child mother face
Every heart has its secret sorrows which the world knows not, and oftentimes we call a man cold, when he is only sad.
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