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THE VILLAGE BLACKSMITH
  By Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Under a spreading chestnut-tree
The village smithy stands;
The smith, a mighty man is he,
With large and sinewy hands;
And the muscles of his brawny arms
Are strong as iron bands.

His hair is crisp, and black, and long,
His face is like the tan;
His brow is wet with honest sweat,
He earns whate'er he can,
And looks the whole world in the face,
For he owes not any man.

Week in, week out, from morn till night,
You can hear his bellows blow;
You can hear him swing his heavy sledge
With measured beat and slow,
Like a sexton ringing the village bell,
When the evening sun is low.

And children coming home from school
Look in at the open door;
They love to see the flaming forge,
And hear the bellows roar,
And catch the burning sparks that fly
Like chaff from a threshing-floor.

He goes on Sunday to the church,
And sits among his boys;
He hears the parson pray and preach,
He hears his daughter's voice,
Singing in the village choir,
And it makes his heart rejoice.

It sounds to him like her mother's voice,
Singing in Paradise!
He needs must think of her once more,
How in the grave she lies;
And with his hard, rough hand he wipes
A tear out of his eyes.

Toiling,-- rejoicing, -- sorrowing,
Onward through life he goes;
Each morning sees some task begin,
Each evening sees its close;
Something attempted, something done,
Has earned a night's repose.

Thanks, thanks to thee, my worthy friend,
For the lesson thou hast taught!
Thus at the flaming forge of life
Our fortunes must be wrought;
Thus on its sounding anvil shaped
Each burning deed and thought!


To the poetry lovers out there: I have almost finished my Random House Treasury of Best-Loved Poems (that's over 350 poems!) and would like to continue reading poems on the way to work. Any recommendations for a collection I could try next?

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writerjenn
Mar. 12th, 2009 12:45 am (UTC)
I would consult poetry guru Kelly Fineman.
kellyrfineman
Mar. 12th, 2009 01:00 am (UTC)
A smooch to you for thinking me a guru.
kellyrfineman
Mar. 12th, 2009 01:00 am (UTC)
A great anthology for kids (but excellent for adults too) is Caroline Kennedy's collection, A Family of Poems (I think that's what it's called). Although it's much larger than your pocket-book.

The John Lithgow anthology isn't bad, either, although I wouldn't classify it as great, either. Let me know if you want to have a look at either of them

Of course, if you opt to go with a single poet, that's something else entirely. So many fine choices there.
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