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Poem
March 9, 1931
The Milwaukee Leader
Milwaukee, Milwaukee County, Wisconsin
What is this article about?
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow's sonnet 'Nature' compares Nature to a mother gently leading her reluctant child to bed, symbolizing how it takes away life's joys one by one, guiding humanity to rest (death) with the unknown surpassing the known.
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NATURE.
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,
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.
-Henry W. Longfellow (1807-1882)
NATURE.
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,
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.
-Henry W. Longfellow (1807-1882)
What sub-type of article is it?
Sonnet
What themes does it cover?
Death Mourning
Nature Seasons
What keywords are associated?
Nature Sonnet
Longfellow
Mortality
Death
Mother Analogy
What entities or persons were involved?
Henry W. Longfellow (1807 1882)
Poem Details
Title
Nature.
Author
Henry W. Longfellow (1807 1882)
Key Lines
As A Fond Mother, When The Day Is O'er,
Leads By The Hand Her Little Child To Bed,
So Nature Deals With Us, And Takes Away
Our Playthings One By One, And By The Hand
How Far The Unknown Transcends The What We Know.