
A village blacksmith works at his forge, earns his living without debt, and draws schoolchildren to watch the fire and sparks. On Sundays, he sits with his boys in church; his daughter's singing brings joy and tears as he remembers her dead mother. The speaker thanks him for a lesson in shaping one's life through daily effort.
By Henry Wadsworth Longfellow · Genre: Descriptive Poetry, Didactic Poetry · 462 words
Under a spreading chestnut-tree / The village smithy stands; / The smith, a mighty man is he, / With large and sinewy hands; / And the muscles of his brawny arms / Are strong as iron bands.
His hair is crisp, and black, and long, / His face is like the tan; / His brow is wet with honest sweat, / He earns whate'er he can, / And looks the whole world in the face, / For he owes not any man.
blacksmithing · manual labor · village life · church choir · bereavement · daily work
The Village Blacksmith is listed on Textopian as a poem by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, dated Date unknown.
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