As the dim twilight shrouds
The mountain's purple crest,
And Summer's white and folded clouds
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This image filled write is an example for all aspiring poets. To my favourites it goes.
Longfellow certainly knew how to place his reader in the middle of the scene and let nothing come between the reader and the unfolding event. The nature descriptives drew me in and the story line intrigued me. He was certainly a giant with a pen in his hand.
nature, appreciation, expressions, sense of love.......... a very fine poem. tony
Beneath the waving firs! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
A fantastic expression has been made on nature. Beautiful poem.
Lovely, like a glittering shroud, revealing its subject, layer by layer.
The first two stanzas are beautifully worded. 'And sighing comes the breeze'....
The silent river sweeps along Amid its bending trees - And the full moon shines faintly there, And music fills the evening air. Beautiful description. Thanks for the sharing.
It is beautiful. We have a pattern of 3,3,4,3 4,4 feet per stanza following the Iambic meter. Longfellow uses a particular vocabulary and syntax that fits well in the few syllables per line, making the poem full and philosophical. The poet visions his own younger self, feels his own heart when young and seeks his maid. I shall offer it a 10!
O mountain maid look I am the echo reverberation of your love love of your living and immortal soul just for your little loving sight here I’ve come, come for your loving staring nothing else nothing is into me just an echo for your darkness hair, beautiful blue eyes, nose, lips, thin, well shaped breast, finger, fascinated waist, dreamy toe and full body -that is love and love you without....