Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Journal, February 24, 1847
In my afternoon’s walk, changed it, and added three more.
In Hexameter plunges the headlong cataract downward;
In Pentameter up whirls the eddying mist.
In Hexameter rolls sonorous the peal of the Organ;
In Pentameter soft rises the chant of the choir.
In Hexameter gallops delighted a beggar on horseback;
In Pentameter, whack! tumbles he off of his steed.
In Hexameter sings serenely a Harvard Professor;
In Pentameter him Damns censorious Poe.