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The Day is Done

May 9, 2011

Today, while I was taking my End of Course Test, I stumbled upon a poem in the booklet. The verse was rather beautiful, and I wanted to find the original work to post it on my blog to share with others. Because the poem is public domain, no one really would complain. And so, here it is:

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 to-night 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.

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

I plan to post some of my own poems, but you can also read them at my deviantART account (see “Links”).


From → Literature

  1. Haha. I started reading this poem and since this is a blog, I assumed you wrote it. As I read and read, I thought “this person is really good”. Then at the bottom was the author.

    In any case, you tell a lot about your beautiful self through appreciation and publication of this.
    Thank you.

    . . ./John

    • Yeah, sorry about that. Despite being public domain, the poem doesn’t belong to me, and I don’t want to pretend that it does. A proper header was posted.

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