Remorse

Remorse by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

A restless speaker wanders through a medieval arched gate at night and pauses on a bridge to watch water flow past without returning. Looking between the stars and the fleeting waves, the speaker voices remorse for days wasted in pleasure.

By Henry Wadsworth Longfellow · Genre: Lyric Poetry, Reflective Poetry · 273 words

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How I started up in the night, in the night, / Drawn on without rest or reprieval! / The streets, with their watchmen, were lost to my sight, / As I wandered so light / In the night, in the night, / Through the gate with the arch mediaeval.

The mill-brook rushed from the rocky height, / I leaned o'er the bridge in my yearning; / Deep under me watched I the waves in their flight, / As they glided so light / In the night, in the night, / Yet backward not one was returning.

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night · passing time · self-reproach · flowing water

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