Below you'll find a poem written by Longfellow and published in the McGuffey Reader in 1853, this was the fifth grade reader. The poem was originally published in 1841 in Ballads and Other Poems. Please note the punctuation is what was written in the 1853 Reader. Today you can find the poem with different punctuation, much less actually. This poem was later scored by Charles F. Noyes in 1848.
THE VILLAGE BLACKSMITH.
1. Under a spreading chestnut tree
The village smithy stands,
The smith, a mighty man is he,
With large and sinewy hands`;
And the muscles of his brawny arms
Are strong as iron bands.
2. His hair is crisp, and black, and long`;
His face is like the tan`;
His brow is wet with honest sweat;
He earns whate'er he can`,
And looks the whole world in the face,
For he owes not any man.
3. Week in', week out` from morn' till nigh`.
You can hear his bellows blow`;
You can hear him swing his heavy sledge
With measured beat and slow`,
Like a sexton ringing the village bell,
When the evening sun is low.
4. And children coming home from school
Look in at the open door`;
They love to see the flaming forge',
And hear the bellows roar`,
And catch the burning sparks that fly
Like chaff from a threshing-floor.
5. He goes, on Sunday, to the church,
And sits among his boys`;
He hears the parson pray and preach`,
He hears his daughter's voice,
Singing in the village choir,
And it makes his heart rejoice.
6. It sounds to him like her mother's voice,
Singing in Paradise`!
He needs must think of her once more,
How in the grave she lies`;
And with his hard, rough hand he wipes
A tear out of his eyes.
7. Toiling, rejoicing, sorrowing,
Onward through life he goes`;
Each morning sees some task begin,
Each evening sees it c!ose`,
Something attempted, something done,
Has earned a night's repose.
8. Thanks`, thanks to thee, my worthy friend',
For the lesson thou hast taught`!
Thus, at the flaming forge of life',
Our fortunes must be wrought`,
Thus, on its sounding anvil', shaped
Each burning deed and thought`.
H.W. Longfellow ©1841