As a fond mother, when the day is o'er,
Leads by the hand her little child to bed,
Half willing, half reluctant to be led,
And leave his broken playthings on the floor,
Still gazing at them through the open door,
Nor wholly reassured and comforted
By promises of others in their stead,
Which though more splendid, may not please him more;
So Nature deals with us, and takes away
Our playthings one by one, and by the hand
Leads us to rest so gently, that we go
Scarce knowing if we wish to go or stay,
Being too full of sleep to understand
How far the unknown transcends the what we know.
(Nature by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow.) **Analogy, comparing nature and death with the nightly recess of a child as imposed by its mother.
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TWO: His depictions of nature emphasize the reciprocal relationship between humanity and the natural world. Most deserving poem chosen by Poem Hunter and Team as The Modern Poem Of The Day
ONE: The poem revolves around the reality of death. The poet explores nature as an intrinsic element of American identity, emphasizing its majesty, sensual impact, and pristine wilderness.
So Nature deals with us, and takes away Our playthings one by one, and by the hand Leads us to rest so gently, that we go Scarce knowing if we wish to go or stay, superb writings on nature great 10++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
who is the speaker in the poem? it says " us" so is it an " anonymous human" or someone/something else?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This poem is much deeper than appears at first glance. Leonard Wilson's comment below says it all and then some.