Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

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

Mezzo Cammin - Poem by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Half of my life is gone, and I have let
The years slip from me and have not fulfilled
The aspiration of my youth, to build
Some tower of song with lofty parapet.
Not indolence, nor pleasure, nor the fret
Of restless passions chat would not be stilled,
But sorrow, and a care that almost killed,
Kept me from what I may accomplish yet;
Though, half way up the hill, I see the Past
Lying beneath me with its sounds and sights,--
A city in the twilight dim and vast,
With smoking roofs, soft bells, and gleaming lights.--
And hear above me on the autumnal blast
The cataract of Death far thundering from the heights.

Comments about Mezzo Cammin by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

  • Athziri Rodriguez (12/6/2015 11:55:00 AM)

    The word “Mezzo” means middle and “cammin” is a city in Germany. The time period that the poem was released in 1842, during that time he was in Europe. This poem reflected Longfellow's crisis in his mid-age, were he is facing negatively. The author feels as he has failed in because he has seen no progress in his mid-life. I don’t agree with the poem with what he thinks of himself. Because he was a strong poet, who marked America and showed us how literature should be appreciated. (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 31, 2002

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