
Halfway through life, the speaker attributes an unfulfilled youthful ambition to write poetry to sorrow and consuming care, yet believes achievement remains possible. The speaker pictures the past as a twilight city below and death as a cataract thundering from the heights above.
By Henry Wadsworth Longfellow · Genre: Sonnet, Meditative Poetry · 173 words
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.
Mezzo Cammin is listed on Textopian as a poem by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, dated Date unknown.
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midlife · poetic ambition · lost time · sorrow · mortality · sonnet