I AM a cloud in the heaven's height, The stars are lit for my delight, Tireless and changeful, swift and free, I cast my shadow on hill and sea-- But why do the pines on the mountain's crest Call to me always, "Rest, rest"? I throw my mantle over the moon And I blind the sun on his throne at noon, Nothing can tame me, nothing can bind, I am a child of the heartless wind-- But oh the pines on the mountain's crest Whispering always, "Rest, rest." | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A BANJO SONG by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR CONSCIENCE AND REMORSE by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR THE HUMBLE-BEE by RALPH WALDO EMERSON EROS TURANNOS by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON ARIEL'S SONG (2), FR. THE TEMPEST by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE PHILOSOPHIES by MADELEINE AARON |