Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

(27 February 1807 – 24 March 1882 / Portland, Maine)

Autumn Within

Poem by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

It is autumn; not without
But within me is the cold.
Youth and spring are all about;
It is I that have grown old.

Birds are darting through the air,
Singing, building without rest;
Life is stirring everywhere,
Save within my lonely breast.

There is silence: the dead leaves
Fall and rustle and are still;
Beats no flail upon the sheaves,
Comes no murmur from the mill.

Comments about Autumn Within by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

  • Bijay Kant Dubey (8/31/2019 6:45:00 AM)

    Here the poet is feeling the load of the of the autumnal landscape and scenery in a retrospective perspective, how will it be the autumn of life? What about the journey which lies it ahead? As the title suggests it the poem is not about the autumn of the outside, but the autumn of the space lying within.(Report)Reply

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  • nbaYoungboy (12/21/2018 10:32:00 AM)

    this gay o n ma momma i blow a hole in ya mommaAlready ReportedReply

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  • oladimeji daniel (5/14/2018 3:01:00 PM)

    It is an intresting peom and also a sad peom(Report)Reply

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  • Tapan M. SarenTapan M. Saren (4/29/2017 7:58:00 PM)

    O yea, very very beautiful poem it is.(Report)Reply

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  • Walterrean Salley (11/25/2016 5:24:00 PM)

    As with everyone, in nostalgia, Longfellow addresses the twilight of his years.(Report)Reply

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  • * Sunprincess * (8/24/2015 10:11:00 AM)

    ...so poignant and nicely penned, the poet was in a pensive mood ★(Report)Reply

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  • Kenneth Pope (10/14/2006 8:28:00 PM)

    Seems like this may have been written when Longfellow was in his twilight years, or at a time when there was a great deal of turmoil going on in his life.(Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 31, 2002