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
Gone are the living, but the dead remain, And not neglected; for a hand unseen, Scattering its bounty like a summer rain, Still keeps their graves and their remembrance green.
Interpretation
What this quote means
The quote reflects on the enduring memory of those who have passed away, highlighting the unseen ways they are honored and remembered.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow's quote emphasizes the lasting influence and memory of those who have departed from this world. Although the living may be gone, their impact and the love they left behind persist, symbolized by nature's way of nurturing their graves. The imagery of βa hand unseenβ suggests a gentle, divine presence that ensures their memory remains vibrant and cherished, akin to the nourishing qualities of summer rain.
Themes
MemoryRemembranceGriefLossNatureLove
In practice
Example use cases
This quote could be shared at a memorial service to comfort those grieving.
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