Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
United States
27 Feb 1807 // 24 Mar 1882
Poet
27 Feb 1807 // 24 Mar 1882
Poet
The day is done, and the darkness
Falls from the wings of Night,
As a feather is wafted downward
From an eagle in his flight.
Falls from the wings of Night,
As a feather is wafted downward
From an eagle in his flight.
The Day is Done
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