American Poets: Longfellow

Like fruit that's large and ripe and mellow,

    Sweet and luscious is Longfellow,

    Melodious songs he oft did pour,

    And high was his Excelsior.

    He shows us in his psalm of life

    The folly of our selfish strife;

    With Hiawatha we bewail

    His suffering in great Indian tale;

    Indian nation was forlorn

  Till great spirit planted corn.