Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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Talk not of wasted affection affection never was wasted.
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Learn to labour and to wait.
Great is the art of beginning, but greater is the art of ending.
Well has it been said that there is no grief like the grief which does not speak.
All things must change to something new, to something strange.
Silently one by one, in the infinite meadows of heaven, Blossomed the lovely stars, the forget-me-nots of the angels.
Talk not of wasted affection; affection never was wasted.
Know how sublime a thing is to suffer and be strong.
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. 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 morning pouring everywhere, its golden glory on the air.
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.
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