Saturday, December 11, 2010

Longfellow Poem Discovered

Here is a poem recently discovered in an old book at 

the Library of Congress by Nakoma Linkletter.


The Song of Finneyhaha

by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

   On the shores of Gitche Gumee, 
by the crazy tent revival, 
Stood Charlie, the old preacher, 
Pointing with his finger westward, 
O'er the people pointing westward, 
To the purple clouds of sunset.
    Fiercely the red sun descending 
Burned his way along the heavens, 
Set the sky on fire behind him, 
As he posed with eyes a gleaming, 
   "I can create my own revivals, 
With repentance if I choose to, 
It's all about mathematics, 
Heaven blessed and automatic". 
So said Charlie while the sun set, 
With its glare upon his features.


  1. If only he had written down those formulas!

  2. Too funny. Makes me want to give copies of R.C. Sproul and John MacArthur books to all my Pelagian friends for Christmas.

  3. Shouldn't that be "On the shores of Don Ameche?"


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