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" 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... "
Songs of Three Centuries - ˹éÒ 209
á¡éä¢â´Â - 1875 - 352 ˹éÒ
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The Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction, àÅèÁ·Õè 43

1844 - 454 ˹éÒ
...LIFE AND ITS DUTIES. BY PROFESSOR LONGFELLOW. LIFE is real ! Life is earnest ! i And the grave is not its goal ; "Dust thou art, to dust returnest," Was...end or way ; But to act, that each to-morrow Find us farther than to-day. Art is long, and time is fleeting, And our hearts, though stout and brave,...
ÁØÁÁͧ·Ñé§àÅèÁ - à¡ÕèÂǡѺ˹ѧÊ×ÍàÅèÁ¹Õé

Voices of the Night

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1839 - 174 ˹éÒ
...! A PSALM OF LIFE. WHAT THE HURT OT THE YOUJTO Mil! >11D TO THE PIALWI9T. TELL me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream ! For the soul...end or way ; But to act, that each to-morrow Find us farther than to-day. •< Art is long, and Time is fleeting, And our hearts, though stout and brave,...
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The North American Review, àÅèÁ·Õè 50

Jared Sparks, Edward Everett, James Russell Lowell, Henry Cabot Lodge - 1840 - 588 ˹éÒ
...how rare is it to find poetry to compare with this of the " Psalm of Life." "Tell me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream ! For the soul...end or way ; But to act, that each to-morrow Find us farther than to-day. " Art is long, and Time is fleeting, And our hearts, though stout and brave,...
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The North American Review, àÅèÁ·Õè 50

Jared Sparks, Edward Everett, James Russell Lowell, Henry Cabot Lodge - 1840 - 584 ˹éÒ
...how rare is it to find poetry to compare with this of the " Psalm of Life." "Tell me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream ! For the soul...end or way ; But to act, that each to-morrow Find us farther than to-day. " Art is long, and Time is fleeting, And our hearts, though stoiit and brave,...
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Christian Examiner and Theological Review, àÅèÁ·Õè 28

1840 - 424 ˹éÒ
...A PSALM OF LIFE. " What the heart of the young man said to the Psalmist. " Tell me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream ! For the soul...end or way ; But to act, that each to-morrow Find us farther than to-day. " Art is long, and time is fleeting, And our hearts, though stout and brave,...
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Voices of the Night

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1840 - 182 ˹éÒ
...slumbers, And things are not what they seem. L;fe is real ! Life is earnest ! And the grave is not its goal ; Dust thou art, to dust returnest, Was not...end or way ; But to act, that each to-morrow Find us farther than to-day. Art is long, and Time is fleeting, And our hearts, though stout and brave,...
ÁØÁÁͧ·Ñé§àÅèÁ - à¡ÕèÂǡѺ˹ѧÊ×ÍàÅèÁ¹Õé

The Poets and Poetry of America: With an Historical Introduction

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1842 - 638 ˹éÒ
...LONGFELLOW. A PSALM OF LIFE. WHAT THE HEART Or THE TOONO HAN SAID TO TH* PSALMIST. TELL me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream ! For the soul...end or way ; But to act, that each to-morrow Find us farther than to-day. Art is long, and Time is fleeting, And our hearts, though stout and brave,...
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The Monthly Review

1842 - 610 ˹éÒ
...first is, "What the Heart of the Young Man said to the Psalmist." Tell me not in mournful numbers, j Life is but an empty dream! For the soul is dead that...is not its goal ; Dust thou art, to dust returnest, Wat not spoken of the soul. Not enjoyment and not sorrow, Is our destined end or way ; But to act,...
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The Southern literary messenger, àÅèÁ·Õè 8

1842 - 818 ˹éÒ
...heart of the young man said to the Psalmist !" " Tell me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an idle dream ! For the soul is dead that slumbers ; And things...not its goal ; Dust thou art, to dust returnest, Was not written of the soul. Art is long, and time is fleeting. And our hearts, though stout and brave,...
ÁØÁÁͧ·Ñé§àÅèÁ - à¡ÕèÂǡѺ˹ѧÊ×ÍàÅèÁ¹Õé

Voices of the Night

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - 1843 - 174 ˹éÒ
...Night ! A PSALM OF LIFE. WHAT THE HEART OF THE TOUWG HAW SAID TO THE P9ALMI3T. TELL me not, in mournful numbers, "Life is but an empty dream ! " For the soul...end or way ; But to act, that each to-morrow Find us farther than to-day. Art is long, and Time is fleeting, And our hearts, though stout and brave,...
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