Be still sad heart and cease repining Behind the clouds the sun is shining Thy fate is the common fate of all Into each life some rain must fall - Some days must be dark and dreary.

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Between the dark and the daylight, When the night is beginning to lower, Comes a pause in the day's occupations, That is known as the Children's Hour.

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Came the Spring with all its splendor All its birds and all its blossoms All its flowers and leaves and grasses.

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Day of the Lord as all our days should be!

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Each morning sees some task begin each evening sees it close Something attempted something done has earned a night's repose.

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Each morning sees some task begun, each evening sees it close; Something attempted, something done, has earned a night's repose.

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Each morning sees some task begun Each evening sees it close. Something attempted something done Has earned a night's repose.

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Every arrow that flies feels the pull of the earth.

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Every dew-drop and raindrop had a whole heaven within it.

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Every human heart is human.

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow