The Mind
“Neglected record of a mind neglected”
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The Mind
Neglected record of a mind neglected,
Unto what "lets and stops" art thou subjected!
The day with all its toils and occupations,
The night with its reflections and sensations,
The future, and the present, and the past,--
All I remember, feel, and hope at last,
All shapes of joy and sorrow, as they pass,--
Find but a dusty image in this glass.
Cite this poem
MLA
Longfellow, Henry Wadsworth. ““Neglected record of a mind neglected”.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/longfellow/295/.
Chicago
Longfellow, Henry Wadsworth. ““Neglected record of a mind neglected”.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/longfellow/295/.
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