There was a little girl, Who had a little curl, Right in…

There was a little girl,
Who had a little curl,
Right in the middle of her forehead.
When she was good,
She was very good indeed,
But when she was bad she was horrid.

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There Was a Little Girl. Often misquoted as “When she was good/She was very, very good.”

Other Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Quotes

O Bells of San Blas in vain
Ye call back the Past again;
The Past is deaf to your prayer!
Out of the shadows of night
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By the shore of Gitche Gumee,
By the shining Big-Sea-Water,
At the doorway of his wigwam,
In the pleasant Summer morning,
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In the great history of the land,
A noble type of good,
Heroic womanhood. - View Quote Details on A Lady with a Lamp shall stand
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I hear in the chamber above me
The patter of little feet,
The sound of a door that is opened,
And voices soft and sweet. - View Quote Details on I hear in the chamber above me
The patter of little…
Thus, seamed with many scars
Bursting these prison bars,
Up to its native stars
My soul ascended!
There from the flowing bowl
Deep drinks the warrior’s soul,
Skoal! to the Northland! skoal!
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Sail on, O Union, strong and great!
Humanity with all its fears,
With all the hopes of future years,
Is hanging breathless on thy fate! - View Quote Details on Thou, too, sail on, O Ship of State!
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This is the forest primeval. The murmuring pines and the hemlocks,
Bearded with moss, and in garments green, indistinct in the twilight,
Stand like Druids of eld, with voices sad and prophetic,
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Talk not of wasted affection, affection never was wasted;
If it enrich not the heart of another, its waters, returning
Back to their springs, like the rain, shall fill them full of refreshment;
That which the fountain sends forth returns again to the fountain. - View Quote Details on Talk not of wasted affection, affection never was wasted;
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God sent his Singers upon earth
With songs of sadness and of mirth,
That they might touch the hearts of men,
And bring them back to heaven again. - View Quote Details on God sent his Singers upon earth
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