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The Windmill. Behold! a giant am I! Aloft here in my tower, With my granite jaws I devour. The maize, and the wheat, and the rye, And grind them into flour. I look down over the farms; In the fields of grain I see. The harvest that is to be,
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Jun 23, 2023 · The Windmill. by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. The summer sun is sinking low; Only the tree-tops redden and glow: Only the weathercock on the spire. Of the neighboring church is a flame of fire; All is in shadow below. O beautiful, awful summer day, What hast thou given, what taken away? Life and death, and love and hate,
The Windmill. “. by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. The famous "Fireside Poet" Longfellow writes a moderately long country poem about a picturesque windmill. . Full Text. On the road of life one mile-stone more! In the book of life one leaf turned o'er! Like a red seal is the setting sun.
The Windmill. by. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. Next. Behold! a giant am I! Aloft here in my tower, With my granite jaws I devour. The maize, and the wheat, and the rye, And grind them into flour.
- Stanza One
- Stanza Two
- Stanza Three
- Stanza Four
- Stanza Five
- Stanza Six
From the first verse, it is clear that the primary focus of ‘The Windmill’ is going to be the personification of the title object. Keeping in mind that this poem was likely written in the late 1870s, it makes sense to think that a windmill would stand among the most dominant objects on any landscape, and this dominance is given to the windmill as a...
The second verse plays on the dominating personality explored initially by suggesting that the windmill — which this verse reminds the reader is taller than everything else — sees the fields that surround it as its own territory. The simplicity and shameless writing, particularly in the final line (“I know it is all for me”) almost implies sovereig...
The lightness of ‘The Windmill‘ is a concept that is deeply ingrained within the poem itself, and so even the battle-cry-like topic of its third verse cannot deter its inherent cheerfulness. In this verse, the windmill hears the sound of flails, which is a bit of a tough metaphor to decipher initially. “Flail” is a word that comes from the medieval...
For the most part, the fourth verse continues the mounting anticipation created by its preceding verse. The windmill resolves to stand its ground and think of itself as a brave warrior, stepping into combat. Of course, this is an almost silly claim to make considering the poem’s topic — windmills are, after all, designed to withstand heavy winds an...
The fifth verse of ‘The Windmill‘ depicts the windmill’s battle against the wind, and continues to comically explore its odd perspective on events. Because the windmill is looking forward to the harvests to convert grains into flower, it is reasonable to think it was built by a farmer for the purposes of feeding him, either directly through the flo...
The final verse of ‘The Windmill’ focuses on another amusing juxtapositionbetween the windmill’s reality and the miller’s. When it is Sunday, the miller goes to his church and observes the Christian tradition of Sunday rest. For the miller, this likely means a day of very hard work now transformed into a restful one — and the windmill sees things t...
The Windmill. By Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. Behold! a giant am I! Aloft here in my tower, With my granite jaws I devour. The maize, and the wheat, and the rye, And grind them into flour. I look down over the farms; In the fields of grain I see.
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The Windmill Lyrics. Behold! a giant am I!   Aloft here in my tower,   With my granite jaws I devour. The maize, and the wheat, and the rye,   And grind them into flour. I look down...
