Longfellow

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Longfellow

Like fruit that’s large and ripe and mellow,

Sweet and luscious is Longfellow,

Melodious songs he oft did pour

And high was his Excelsior.

He shows in his Psalm of Life

The folly of our selfish strife,

With Hiawatha we bewail

His suffering in great Indian tale.

Indian nation was forlorn

Till great spirit planted corn;

His story of Evangeline

It is a tale of love divine.