By Henry Wadsworth Longfellow 1807–1882 Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
An old man in a lodge within a park;
      The chamber walls depicted all around
      With portraitures of huntsman, hawk, and hound,
      And the hurt deer. He listeneth to the lark,
Whose song comes with the sunshine through the dark
      Of painted glass in leaden lattice bound;
      He listeneth and he laugheth at the sound,
      Then writeth in a book like any clerk.
He is the poet of the dawn, who wrote
      The Canterbury Tales, and his old age
      Made beautiful with song; and as I read
I hear the crowing cock, I hear the note
      Of lark and linnet, and from every page
      Rise odors of ploughed field or flowery mead.

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Poet Henry Wadsworth Longfellow 1807–1882

POET’S REGION U.S., New England


Subjects Arts & Sciences, Poetry & Poets

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The most widely known and best-loved American poet of his lifetime, Henry Wadsworth Longfellow achieved a level of national and international prominence previously unequaled in the literary history of the United States. Poems such as “Paul Revere’s Ride,” Evangeline, A Tale of Acadie (1847), and “A Psalm of Life” became mainstays of national culture, long remembered by generations of readers who studied them in school. . . .

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SUBJECT Arts & Sciences, Poetry & Poets

POET’S REGION U.S., New England


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Originally appeared in Poetry magazine.

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