Between two mighty hills a sheer Abyss -- far down in the ravine A thread-like torrent and a screen Of oaks like shrubs -- and one doth rear A dry scarp'd peak above all sound Save windy voices wailing round: At sunrise here, in proud disdain The eagle scans his vast domain. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ODE TO THE JOHNS HOPKINS UNIVERSITY by SIDNEY LANIER TO MARY IN HEAVEN by ROBERT BURNS EPITAPH ON THE LADY MARY VILLIERS [OR VILLERS] (1) by THOMAS CAREW CREDO by WILLIAM ARTHUR DUNKERLEY TO THE LADYBIRD by MOTHER GOOSE LONGFELLOW by JAMES WHITCOMB RILEY |