@3My brave world-builders of the West! Why, who doth know ye? Who shall know But I, that on thy peaks of snow Brake bread the first? Who loves ye best? Who holds ye still, of more stern worth Then all proud peoples of the earth? Yea, I, the rhymer of wild rhymes, Indifferent of blame or praise, Still sing of ye, as one who plays The same sweet air in all strange climes -- The same wild, piercing highland air, Because -- because, his heart is there.@1 | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...INSPIRATION by SAMUEL JOHNSON (1822-1882) TO A CERTAIN CIVILIAN by WALT WHITMAN PROMETHEUS UNBOUND: THE RED SEA by AESCHYLUS EMBLEMS OF LOVE: 25. ENVY ACCOMPANIES LOVE by PHILIP AYRES STATUETTE by DOLORES DOROTHE BOST A SEPTEMBER BIRTHDAY IN BRITTANY by ABBIE FARWELL BROWN CHINESE DRAWINGS: A PHILOSOPHER by WITTER BYNNER |