The Wreck of the Hesperus But the father answered never a word, A frozen corpse was he.
Henry Wadsworth LongfellowWe waste our best years in distilling the sweetest flowers of life into potions which, after all, do not immortalize, but only intoxicate.
Henry Wadsworth LongfellowQuotes about Life 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.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow