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| Autumn in New England |
| Most of the photos on this page were taken in Massachusetts, but there are a few from New Hampshire. Since I was visiting New England, I searched for a poem written by a native of the region and came away with one of my favorite poets and one of my favorite poems: Henry Wadsworth Longfellow's "The Day is Done." -- Nancy |
| The Day is Done (An excerpt) I see the lights of the village Gleam through the rain and the mist And a feeling of sadness comes o'er me That my soul cannot resist; A feeling of sadness and longing That is not akin to pain And resembles sorrow only As the mist resembles the rain. Come read to me some poem Some simple and heartfelt lay That shall soothe this restless feeling And banish the thoughts of day. Read from some humbler poet Whose songs gushed from his heart, As showers from the clouds of summer Or tears from the eyelids start; Who through long days of labor And nights devoid of ease Still heard in his soul the music Of wonderful melodies. Such songs have power to quiet The restless pulse of care And come like the benediction That follows after prayer. Read from the treasured volume The poem of thy choice And lend to the rhyme of the poet The beauty of thy voice. And the night shall be filled with music And the cares that infest the day Shall fold their tents like the Arabs And as silently steal away. -- Henry Wadsworth Longfellow |
