O suffering, sad humanity! O ye afflicted ones, who lie Steeped to the lips in misery, Longing, yet afraid to die, Patient, though sorely tried!
Henry Wadsworth LongfellowRead
The morrow was a bright September morn; The earth was beautiful as if newborn; There was nameless splendor everywhere, That wild exhilaration in the air, Which makes the passers in the city street Congratulate each other as they meet.
Interpretation
What this quote means
This quote captures the beauty of a bright September morning and the joy it brings to people.
In this quote, Longfellow describes a vibrant September morning where nature appears fresh and beautiful, as if it has just been born. The uplifting ambiance of the day creates a sense of exhilaration that encourages people to acknowledge and congratulate one another, reflecting how nature can enhance human connections and uplift spirits.
Themes
NatureMorningBeautyJoyExhilaration
In practice
Example use cases
This quote would be perfect to use in a speech about appreciating nature during a community event.
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