Longfellow's boyhood poems | ||
The following lines were written by a young man who died last summer of the dysentery. An ancient poet has said:
The good die first:—But they whose hearts are dry as summer dust
Burn to the socket.
Next week I will send you another performance from the same pen.
Yours, &c
A. E. I. O. U.
and sometimes W. & Y.
Longfellow's boyhood poems | ||