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The Complete Poetical Works of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow: Cambridge Edition

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The Complete Poetical Works of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
By Henry Wadsworth Longfellow


Biographical Sketch

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, whose descent is traced from William Longfellow of Byfield, Massachusetts, an English immigrant of the third quarter of the seventeenth century, was the son of Stephen and Zilpha Wadsworth Longfellow. He was born in a house still standing at the corner of Fore and Hancock streets, Portland, Maine, February 27, 1807. He was trained for college at the Portland Academy, and in 1821 entered Bowdoin College (founded but twenty years before), was graduated in 1825, and immediately received an invitation to teach the modern languages in his Alma Mater, with leave of absence for travel and study in Europe.

He sailed for France in may, 1826, where he spent the rest for that year. Early in 1827 he went to Spain for eight months. A year followed in Italy; and after six months in Germany, he returned to America in the summer of 1829. In September of that year he entered upon his duties as Professor of Modern Languages. In September, 1831, he was married to Mary Storer Potter, second daughter of Judge Barrett Potter of Portland. His study and his writing during his residence at Brunswick made him at last feel restricted in opportunity; and he was casting about for some more congenial position, when he received, in December, 1834, an invitation to succeed Mr. George Ticknor as Smith Professor of Modern Languages in Harvard University, and at once accepted the offer with enthusiasm.

The invitation gave an intimation that he might, if he chose, spend a year or eighteen months in Europe for the purpose of perfecting himself in German; and in April, 1835, he made a second journey of study and observation. He spent the remainder of the year in England, the Scandinavian countries, and Holland, where he was detained by the illness of his wife, who died at the end of November in Rotterdam. Thence he passed to Germany, where he wintered in Heidelberg, occupying himself closely in study. Near the end of June, he went to the Tyrol, spent the summer in Switzerland, and by slow stages made his way to Havre, whence he sailed for home in October, 1836. In December of this year he established himself in Cambridge, and took up his college duties. In the summer of 1837 he found quarters in the historic house which had been Washington's headquarters during the siege of Boston, where he had for a while as co-tenant Dr. Joseph Worcester, the lexicographer. The house at the time was owned and occupied by Mrs. Andrew Craigie, widow of a commissary officer in the American army, who bore the distinguished title Apothecary-general. Here Mr. Longfellow lived during the remainder of his life, except that he had also...

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710 pages, Paperback

First published January 1, 1888

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Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

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Extremely popular works of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, American poet, in the United States in his lifetime, include The Song of Hiawatha in 1855 and a translation from 1865 to 1867 of Divine Comedy of Dante Alighieri.

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow educated. His originally wrote the "Paul Revere's Ride" and "Evangeline." From New England, he first completed work of the fireside.

Bowdoin College graduated Longefellow, who served as a professor, afterward studied in Europe, and later moved at Harvard. After a miscarriage, Mary Potter Longfellow, his first wife, died in 1835. He first collected Voices of the Night (1839) and Ballads and Other Poems (1841).

From teaching, Henry Wadsworth Longfellow retired in 1854 to focus on his writing in the headquarters of of George Washington in Cambridge, Massachusetts, during the Revolutionary War for the remainder.

Dress of Frances Appleton Longfellow, his second wife, caught fire; she then sustained burns and afterward died in 1861. After her death, Longfellow had difficulty writing and focused on from foreign languages.

Longfellow wrote musicality of many known lyrics and often presented stories of mythology and legend. He succeeded most overseas of his day. He imitated European styles and wrote too sentimentally for critics.

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October 17, 2024
One of the worst decisions of 2023 was enduring the first 20 minutes of I Heard The Bells, a Christmas movie about Henry Longfellow. The actor playing Longfellow was so bombastic I had to intentionally recalibrate my mind with a picture of the real Longfellow every time I picked up the actual stanzas.

”Stephen Atherholt is not Longfellow, Longfellow is NOT Atherholt”!


[massaging temples]

A few poems inspired me. Some made me cry, none made me laugh. In Footsteps of an Angel he imagines being visited by the spirit of a beloved deceased spouse while sitting before his evening fire. (he had lost one wife at the time of this writing, and would later lose another).

With a slow and noiseless footstep
  Comes that messenger divine,
Takes the vacant chair beside me,
  Lays her gentle hand in mine. 

And she sits and gazes at me
  With those deep and tender eyes,
Like the stars, so still and saint-like,
  Looking downward from the skies. 
(Footsteps of an Angel)


I highlighted quite a few stanzas from his immense work and determined by the end that I indeed had a favorite. A poem about a genuinely contented man who would otherwise appear to have the worst of almost everything. The poem seems to contain the secret of enduring well.

The Village Blacksmith

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 it 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.
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January 15, 2021
I did not realize that Longfellow was such a well travelled American poet. This addition of his poems and works is quite complete, including works that he translated while studying abroad that contributed to his understanding of poetry and influenced his works.
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July 31, 2021
Why didn’t I read more than the cursory, obligatory Longfellow before? Big mistake. Happy to have picked this one up. A man after my own dispositions.
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September 7, 2025
Long read, difficult read, enjoyable read

Took me 4 months to read but it was excellent. Not a poetry reader but these were very enthralling. Definitely recommend.
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September 23, 2015
I have been reading the poetry with my daughter's for her high school American Literature class. I visited Portland, Maine this summer, the birthplace of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. Visited the Longfellow Monument at Longfellow Square. Also there is a bookstore in the center of Portland named for him. I also visited Brunswick, home of Bowdoin College, where he was professor. There are many places dedicated to the memory of this great poet.

This is book on my Kindle, but my daughter is using her American Literature book to read several of his poems. It is too early to tell you what she thinks, but I appreciate Longfellow very much indeed after walking the streets where he once walked.
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September 3, 2010
The flavor of poetry in the Victorian Era was sweet and rythmic but long and somber. I thoroughly enjoyed again favoites such as the Children's Hour and the Village Blacksmith. I was surprrised by the epic length of Song of Hiawatha and Evangeline; amused and intriged by The Skeleton in Armor and The Wreck of the Hesperus. Shorter works served to give me an appreciation of a seasoned, kinder, gentler time.
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