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Lyric Poem · Nature

Autumn Within

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.

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Poem
Autumn Within
Poet
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Length
12 lines
Form
Lyric Poem
Themes
Nature, Autumn, Spring

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Shape
12 lines · 3 quatrains
Line length
Mostly 7-syllable lines.

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Author record
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow1807–1882
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