Dear lovely mountain town, farewell, Though we, alas, must part, Thy landscape beauties long shall dwell Like memories in my heart. As some lone river onward flows To seek a restful sea, So shall my spirit seek repose In restful dreams of thee. Though far in distant lands I roam, A haunted wanderer there, I'll think of thee, my boyhood's home, Cool mountain-browed Montclair. I love thy crags and purple hills, Thy views of distant seas, Thy fruitful vines of whispering rills, Thy groves of murmuring trees. How oft I trod thy woodland vales, Along thy shaded streams, A hunter lost 'midst gameless dales, In boyhood's land of dreams. Though Time may blight life's youthful hopes, Fond Memory's fancies fair Shall twine rich garlands round thy slopes, Proud mountain town, Montclair! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE CULPRIT FAY by JOSEPH RODMAN DRAKE THE APPROACH OF LOVE by LOUIS ARAGON TWO SONNETS FROM NEW YORK: QUESTIONS by ADELAIDE NICHOLS BAKER NATURE DISPLAYED by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN OCTOBER TWILIGHT by VINCENT GODFREY BURNS THE PALACE by CHARLES STUART CALVERLEY ENTERTAINMENT GIVEN BY LORD KNOWLES: SYLVANUS SPEAKS by THOMAS CAMPION |