A BREATH of the mountains, fresh born in the regions majestic, That look with their eye-daring summits deep into the sky. The voice of great Nature; sublime with her lofty conceptions, Yet earnest and simple as any sweet child of the green lowly vale. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FONTENOY, 1745: 1. BEFORE THE BATTLE: NIGHT by EMILY LAWLESS THE BRAES OF YARROW by JOHN LOGAN (1748-1788) THE FIGHT OF THE ARMSTRONG PRIVATEER by JAMES JEFFREY ROCHE OCTOBER by PHILIP EDWARD THOMAS |