IN the hill-valleys, the cool valleys, valleys that I know, You can sit all day with flowers at the edge of the snow, Sit all day with flowers and let your soul possess The round open quiet and a great gentleness. In the hill-valleys, the still valleys, valleys that I love, You can watch the clouds a-sailing in the blue sky above: Watch the clouds a-sailing, and then come down at night To your dear love waiting and your own home light. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LANCELOT by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON SONNETS FROM THE PORTUGUESE: 6 by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING SONNET, WRITTEN IN JANUARY 1817 by JOHN KEATS UNTO US A SON IS GIVEN by ALICE MEYNELL ANIMAL CRACKERS by CHRISTOPHER DARLINGTON MORLEY PETER QUINCE AT THE CLAVIER by WALLACE STEVENS ANCESTRESS by MARGUERITE JANVRIN ADAMS A NEW PILGRIMAGE: 1 by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT HINC LACHRIMAE; OR THE AUTHOR TO AURORA: 35 by WILLIAM BOSWORTH |