A member of the Romantic movement, Henry Wadsworth Longfellow was the best loved American poet of his lifetime. However, even though he was widely respected, he was also criticized for imitating European ways of writing and styles as well as for writing for masses exclusively. Nevertheless, he helped American literary life develop by exemplifying the possibility of a successful authorial career.
Under a spreading chestnut-treeThe village smithy stands;The smith, a mighty man is he,With large and sinewy hands;And the muscles of his brawny armsAre strong as iron bands. His hair is crisp, and ... [+]
Between the dark and the daylight, When the night is beginning to lower, Comes a pause in the day's occupations, That is known as the Children's Hour. I hear in the chamber above me The patter of ... [+]
I heard the bells on Christmas DayTheir old, familiar carols play,And wild and sweetThe words repeatOf peace on earth, good-will to men! And thought how, as the day had come,The belfries of all ... [+]
What the heart of the young man said to the Psalmist Tell me not, in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream! For the soul is dead that slumbers, And things are not what they seem. Life ... [+]
Three Kings came riding from far away,Melchior and Gaspar and Baltasar;Three Wise Men out of the East were they,And they travelled by night and they slept by day,For their guide was a beautiful ... [+]
Listen, my children, and you shall hear Of the midnight ride of Paul Revere, On the eighteenth of April, in Seventy-Five: Hardly a man is now alive Who remembers that famous day and year. He ... [+]