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THE POET'S CALENDAR: NOVEMBER by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW

Poet Analysis

First Line: THE CENTAUR, SAGITTARIUS, AM I
Last Line: OF MORTALS BRING NOR COMFORT NOR DELIGHT.
Subject(s): NOVEMBER;
The Centaur, Sagittarius, am I,
Born of Ixion's and the cloud's embrace;
With sounding hoofs across the earth I fly,
A steed Thessalian with a human face.
Sharp winds the arrows are with which I chase
The leaves, half dead already with affright;
I shroud myself in gloom; and to the race
Of mortals bring nor comfort nor delight.




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