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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
FROM THE VALLEY, by HENRY T. CHAMBERS First Line: Learning is a mountain Last Line: Are grass beneath your feet. | |||
Learning is a mountain I shall never climb Much above the talus Rolled down by steps sublime. Lord, it must be lonely Where the great souls grow High above the timberline Where no rose can go. And yet ... it may be lovely ... O Lord, it must be sweet To be where the tall pines Are grass beneath your feet. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FISH FOR BREAKFAST by HENRY T. CHAMBERS INDIAN NIGHT by HENRY T. CHAMBERS RED BUCK BILL by HENRY T. CHAMBERS STREET ANGEL by HENRY T. CHAMBERS OLD SUSAN by WALTER JOHN DE LA MARE AFTER THE BURIAL by JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL CELIA'S HOMECOMING by AGNES MARY F. ROBINSON THE METAMORPHOSIS OF THE WALNUT-TREE OF BOARSTELL: CANTO 1 by WILLIAM BASSE |
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