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**Henry was sent to Bowdoin Collage at age 14 and graduated at age 18.He studied the law for a short time with his father but soon moved to europe to study languages. In 1833 H enry established a transilation of spanish verses called "Coplas de Manrique." He lived in a house once occupied by General Washington for a long period of time.======

__ Henry Wadsworth Longfellow __

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow is an American poet, educator, and linguist who was Born:February 27, 1807, in Portland, Maine. Mr. Longfellow was the second son in a family of eight children. Longfellow's Father, Stephen Longfellow, was a prominent Portland lawyer and later a member of Congress. His mother, Zilpah Wadsworth, was the daughter of a Revolutionary War hero. Longfellow graduated from Bowdoin College. After his graduation; Longfellow studied modern languages in Europe for three years, then returned to Bowdoin to teach them. In 1831 Longfellow married Mary Storer Potter of Portland. Mary Potter was Longfellow’s former classmate. Longfellow's works include "[|Paul Revere's Ride]", //[|The Song of Hiawatha]//, and //[|Evangeline]//. He was also the first American to translate [|Dante Alighieri's] //[|The Divine Comedy]// and was one of the five [|Fireside Poets]. Longfellow Died: March 24,1882,in Cambridge, Massachusetts.





__ Some Famous poems by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow __

The Village Blacksmith Under a spreading chestnut-tree The village smithy stands; The smith, a mighty man is he, With large and sinewy hands; And the muscles of his brawny arms Are strong as iron bands.

His hair is crisp, and black, and long, His face is like the tan; His brow is wet with honest sweat, He earns whate'er he can, And looks the whole world in the face, <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">For he owes not any man.

<span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">Week in, week out, from morn till night, <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">You can hear his bellows blow; <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">You can hear him swing his heavy sledge, <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">With measured beat and slow, <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">Like a sexton ringing the village bell, <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">When the evening sun is low.

<span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">And children coming home from school <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">Look in at the open door; <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">They love to see the flaming forge, <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">And hear the bellows roar, <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">And catch the burning sparks that fly <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">Like chaff from a threshing-floor.

<span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">He goes on Sunday to the church, <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">And sits among his boys; <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">He hears the parson pray and preach, <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">He hears his daughter's voice, <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">Singing in the village choir, <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">And it makes his heart rejoice.

<span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">It sounds to him like her mother's voice, <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">Singing in Paradise! <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">He needs must think of her once more, <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">How in the grave she lies; <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">And with his haul, rough hand he wipes <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">A tear out of his eyes.

<span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">Toiling,--rejoicing,--sorrowing, <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">Onward through life he goes; <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">Each morning sees some task begin, <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">Each evening sees it close <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">Something attempted, something done, <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">Has earned a night's repose.

<span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">Thanks, thanks to thee, my worthy friend, <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">For the lesson thou hast taught! <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">Thus at the flaming forge of life <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">Our fortunes must be wrought; <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">Thus on its sounding anvil shaped <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">Each burning deed and thought.

<span style="color: #ce2229; display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: left;">The Rainy Day <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">The day is cold, and dark, and dreary <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">It rains, and the wind is never weary; <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">The vine still clings to the mouldering wall, <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">But at every gust the dead leaves fall, <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">And the day is dark and dreary.

<span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">My life is cold, and dark, and dreary; <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">It rains, and the wind is never weary; <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">My thoughts still cling to the mouldering Past, <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">But the hopes of youth fall thick in the blast, <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">And the days are dark and dreary.

<span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">Be still, sad heart! and cease repining; <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">Behind the clouds is the sun still shining; <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">Thy fate is the common fate of all, <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">Into each life some rain must fall, <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">Some days must be dark and dreary.

<span style="color: #db2e38; display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: left;">Footsteps of Angels <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">When the hours of Day are numbered, <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">And the voices of the Night <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">Wake the better soul, that slumbered, <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">To a holy, calm delight;

<span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">Ere the evening lamps are lighted, <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">And, like phantoms grim and tall, <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">Shadows from the fitful firelight <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">Dance upon the parlor wall;

<span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">Then the forms of the departed <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">Enter at the open door; <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">The beloved, the true-hearted, <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">Come to visit me once more;

<span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">He, the young and strong, who cherished <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">Noble longings for the strife, <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">By the roadside fell and perished, <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">Weary with the march of life!

<span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">They, the holy ones and weakly, <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">Who the cross of suffering bore, <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">Folded their pale hands so meekly, <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">Spake with us on earth no more!

<span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">And with them the Being Beauteous, <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">Who unto my youth was given, <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">More than all things else to love me, <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">And is now a saint in heaven.

<span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">With a slow and noiseless footstep <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">Comes that messenger divine, <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">Takes the vacant chair beside me, <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">Lays her gentle hand in mine.

<span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">And she sits and gazes at me <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">With those deep and tender eyes, <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">Like the stars, so still and saint-like, <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">Looking downward from the skies.

<span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">Uttered not, yet comprehended, <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">Is the spirit's voiceless prayer, <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">Soft rebukes, in blessings ended, <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">Breathing from her lips of air.

<span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">Oh, though oft depressed and lonely, <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">All my fears are laid aside, <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">If I but remember only <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">Such as these have lived and died!

<span style="color: #d12424; display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: left;">The Day is Done <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">The day is done, and the darkness <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">Falls from the wings of Night, <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">As a feather is wafted downward <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">From an eagle in his flight.

<span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">I see the lights of the village <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">Gleam through the rain and the mist, <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">And a feeling of sadness comes o'er me <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">That my soul cannot resist:

<span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">A feeling of sadness and longing, <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">That is not akin to pain, <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">And resembles sorrow only <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">As the mist resembles the rain.

<span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">Come, read to me some poem, <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">Some simple and heartfelt lay, <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">That shall soothe this restless feeling, <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">And banish the thoughts of day.

<span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">Not from the grand old masters, <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">Not from the bards sublime, <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">Whose distant footsteps echo <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">Through the corridors of Time.

<span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">For, like strains of martial music, <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">Their mighty thoughts suggest <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">Life's endless toil and endeavor; <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">And to-night I long for rest.

<span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">Read from some humbler poet, <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">Whose songs gushed from his heart, <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">As showers from the clouds of summer, <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">Or tears from the eyelids start;

<span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">Who, through long days of labor, <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">And nights devoid of ease, <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">Still heard in his soul the music <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">Of wonderful melodies.

<span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">Such songs have power to quiet <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">The restless pulse of care, <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">And come like the benediction <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">That follows after prayer.

<span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">Then read from the treasured volume <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">The poem of thy choice, <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">And lend to the rhyme of the poet <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">The beauty of thy voice.

<span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">And the night shall be filled with music <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">And the cares, that infest the day, <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">Shall fold their tents, like the Arabs, <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">And as silently steal away.

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<span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: center;">__ Some Famous Quote by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow __

<span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">"A single conversation across the table with a wise man is better than ten years mere study of books."

<span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">"A thought often makes us hotter than a fire."

<span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">"A torn jacket is soon mended; but hard words bruise the heart of a child."

<span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">"Ah! what would the world be to us If the children were no more? We should dread the desert behind us Worse than the dark before."

<span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">"All things come round to him who will but wait."

<span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">"All things must change to something new, to something strange."

<span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">"Ambition is so powerful a passion in the human breast, that however high we reach we are never satisfied."

<span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">"And yet not turn your back upon the world."

<span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">"Build today, then strong and sure, With a firm and ample base; And ascending and secure. Shall tomorrow find its place."

<span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">"Critics are sentinels in the grand army of letters, stationed at the corners of newspapers and reviews, to challenge every new author."

<span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">"Doubtless criticism was originally benignant, pointing out the beauties of a work rather that its defects. The passions of men have made it malignant, as a bad heart of Procreates turned the bed, the symbol of repose, into an instrument of torture."

<span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">"Each morning sees some task begun, each evening sees it close; Something attempted, something done, has earned a night's repose."

<span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">"Every man has his secret sorrows which the world knows not; and often times we call a man cold when he is only sad."

<span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">"Fame comes only when deserved, and then is as inevitable as destiny, for it is destiny."

<span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">"For age is opportunity no less Than youth itself, though in another dress, And as the evening twilight fades away The sky is filled with stars, invisible by day."

<span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">"For his heart was in his work, and the heart giveth grace unto every art."

<span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">"Give what you have to somebody, it may be better than you think."

<span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">"He that respects himself is safe from others. He wears a coat of mail that none can pierce."

<span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">"It is foolish to pretend that one is fully recovered from a disappointed passion. Such wounds always leave a scar."

<span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">"It takes less time to do a thing right, than it does to explain why you did it wrong."

<span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">"Joy, temperance, and repose, slam the door on the doctor's nose."

<span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px;">"Know how sublime a thing is to suffer and be strong."

<span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; text-align: center;">__ LOOK UP THESE SITES FOR MORE INFO. ON HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW __

Images Public Domain Images,. "Henry longfellow."//U.S. History Images//.Public Domain Images,2011. Web. 8 Dec 2011. <[]>

Web Site 1 Academy of American Poets,Rabe, Roberto. "Biography ." //Henry Wadsworth Longfellow//.IP2Map, <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: center;">4-25-2011.Web. 7 Dec 2011.<http://eclecticesoterica.com/longfellow.html>.

<span style="color: #ff7b00; display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: center;">Web Site 2 <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: center;">Wikipedia contributors,. "Henry Wadsworth Longfellow." <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; text-align: center;">//Wikipedia, The Free Encyclopedia//. Wikipedia, The Free Encyclopedia, 2006. Web. 9 Dec 2011. <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; text-align: center;"> Find exact site by clicking [|Paul Revere's Ride], //[|The Song of Hiawatha]//, or //[|Evangeline]//.

Book Web Site First. //Henry Wadsworth Longfellow//.Chicago : Academy of American Poets, 1997. [|Go to book website: <http://www.poets.org/poet.php/prmPID/143>] <span style="color: #ff7b00; display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; text-align: center;">Poems & Quotes <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: center;">."Poems & Quotes." //Henry Wadsworth Longfellow//. Famous Poets, 2006. Web. 9 Dec 2011. <span style="display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: center;">[|<http://famouspoetsandpoems.com/poets/henry_wadsworth_longfellow/poems>.]

<span style="color: #ff7b00; display: block; font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: center;">Paul Reveres Ride Longfellow, Henry Wadsworth. "Longfellow poems." //Paul Revere//. Academy of American Poets, 1999. Web. 9 Dec 2011. []