I laughed when the dawn was a-peepin' And swore in the blaze of the noon, But down from the stars is a-creepin' A softer, oneasier tune. Away, and away, and away, The whisperin' night seems to say Though the trail-weary cattle are sleepin' And the desert dreams under the moon. By day, if the roarin' herd scatters, My heart it is steady and set, But now, when they're quiet, it patters Like the ball in a spinnin' roulette. Away, and away, and away To the rim where the heat lightnin's play— Out there is the one trail that matters To the valley I never forget. There's a pass where the black shadows shiver, Then a desert all silvery blue, A divide, and the breaks by the river, Then a light in the valley—and you! Away, and away, and away— 'Tis a month till I see you by day, But under the moon it's forever And the weary trail winds the world through. The coyotes are laughin' out yonder, A happy owl whoops on the hill— Oh, wild, lucky things that kin wander As far and as free as they will! Away, and away, and away, And I that am wilder than they Must loll in my saddle and ponder Or sing for the cows to be still! I see the dark river waves wrinkle; The valley trees droop in a swoon; You're dreamin' where valley bells tinkle And half-asleep mockin'-birds croon. Away, and away, and away— Do your dainty dreams ever stray To a camp where the desert stars twinkle And a lone rider sings to the moon? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ADVICE TO A RAVEN IN RUSSIA by JOEL BARLOW AT BETHLEHEM: 1. THE CHILD by JOHN BANISTER TABB A JAPANESE FAN by MARGARET VELEY AEOLIAN HARP (1) by WILLIAM ALLINGHAM SPANISH WINGS: A LEAF FROM A LOG BOOK by H. BABCOCK FECUNDI CALICES by BACCHYLIDES |