The Bridge of Cloud

The Bridge of Cloud

Beside an evening hearth, the speaker imagines Fancy building bridges across dark ravines and follows receding footsteps, only to grasp rain. Looking through mist toward a familiar but forbidden land, the speaker recalls friendly faces and casts a thought and an Alpine flower into the darkness.

By Henry Wadsworth Longfellow · Genre: Lyric Poetry, Meditative Poetry · 361 words

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Burn, O evening hearth, and waken / Pleasant visions, as of old! / Though the house by winds be shaken, / Safe I keep this room of gold!

Ah, no longer wizard Fancy / Builds her castles in the air, / Luring me by necromancy / Up the never-ending stair!

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imagination · memory · longing · evening hearth · mist

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