From my window I can see Mount Adams capped with snow; The rolling sweep of hills And the river's rapid flow .... When weary of life's burden Of cares that never cease, I look across the valley And my soul is filled with peace! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...PRELUDE TO A FAIRY TALE by EDITH SITWELL THE LAND OF HEART'S DESIRE by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS THE ROAD NOT TAKEN by ROBERT FROST TIME TO RISE by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON THE PRINCESS: SONG by ALFRED TENNYSON |