LONE and far, lone and far On a track that is strange and long, From the morning's rim to the evening star To the Pass of the Silent Song. Far and lone, far and lone, Where the rise and the rocks are bare, And the sun has flamed, and the moon has shone On the aeons of desert air. Lone and far, lone and far, Till the eye to the summit wins, And below, the plains and the mountains are, And the lilt of the song begins. Far and lone, far and lone Will the tune of it lift and wend, In a silent song of a world unknown And a dream that will never end. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONNET: TO FANNY by JOHN KEATS RETURNED FROM THE WAR by HENRY ABBEY DECEMBER 31ST by LASCELLES ABERCROMBIE SLEEPING BEAUTY by LOUISE VICTORINE ACKERMANN SPANISH WINGS: SENOR by H. BABCOCK THE PURSUIT by HENRY BELLAMANN DIRGE ON THE DEATH OF ADAMS AND JEFFERSON by JOHN GARDINER CALKINS BRAINARD FAILAND by THOMAS EDWARD BROWN THE SHEPHERD'S PIPE: FIFTH ECLOGUE; TO HIS FRIEND CHRISTOPHER BROOKE by WILLIAM BROWNE (1591-1643) |