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Poem Book: The Day Is Done

Submitted by Pravs J on Monday, 24 September 20076 Comments

The Day Is Done
by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

The day is done, and the darkness
Falls from the wings of Night,
As a feather is wafted downward
From an eagle in his flight.

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.

Not from the grand old masters,
Not from the bards sublime,
Whose distant footsteps echo
Through the corridors of Time.

For, like strains of martial music,
Their mighty thoughts suggest
Life’s endless toil and endeavor;
And tonight I long for rest.

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.

Then 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.

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  • mmaeverything » Poem Book: The Day Is Done said:

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    - 24 September 2007 at 7:08 pm
  • Nidhi said:

    Very nice Henry Wadsworth! Really, the poem captures emotions very beautifully. I liked it. Hope to see more writings from you. Keep going….

    - 25 September 2007 at 4:44 am
  • Aditya Aggarwal said:

    lovely poems…

    - 25 September 2007 at 8:30 am
  • GM said:

    Dear Henry,

    Hope you dont mind this one. ………

    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.

    then the stars will Happily play
    That most silent song
    which your dreams did always have
    but from your mind was gone

    the birds hum and the breeze gracefully dance
    the narrow creek from inbetween the trees
    in the moonlite did shawn

    the twilite gently then appeared
    miracleously turning the sorrow of the village
    into a joyous cheerfull lane

    Now I see the lights of the village
    Gleaming through the sunshine
    And a feeling of happiness comes o’er me
    That my soul cannot define.

    Hope you always remain Happy and Cheerfull Henry …………………………
    You Got a Beautiful Mind Trapped in a Sad Body
    Hoping to have More Wonderful Appealing touching Poetry from you but of a Happier Kind

    Please Have a Smile.
    GM

    - 25 September 2007 at 9:24 am
  • GM said:

    And each time that I read
    the poem of your mind
    with every little word i see
    a sorrowful hurt mind

    like dewdrops your tears lay
    on the leaf of poetry stay

    impatiently trying to find
    someone of own kind
    When found another
    Melodiously dewdrops unite

    with Gentle Soft Hands
    and the Anglic Smile
    Someone Sweet is there somewhere
    To Read to you, Hear your voice
    And to wipe those tears from your eyes……………….

    - 25 September 2007 at 11:59 am
  • Bulletin News said:

    Wonderful blog post covering Poem Book: The Day Is Done. Always love your blog.

    - 1 December 2007 at 3:02 pm

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