GUEST of this lone abode, before thee rise No frozen summits, that arrogantly aloof Cannot forget their own magnificence And greatness; but withal a brotherhood As Alp or Atlas noble, in port and mien. Do homage to these suavely eminent ones. But privy to their bosoms wouldst thou be, There is a vale whose seaward-parted lips Murmur eternally some half-divulged Reluctant secret, where thou mayst o'erhear The mountains interchange their confidences, Peak with his kindred peak, that think aloud Their broad and lucid thoughts in liberal day. Thither repair alone: the mountain heart Not two may enter. Thence returning, tell What thou hast heard. And 'mid the laurelled souls Of poets divine, place shall be found for thee. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ONCE BEFORE by MARY ELIZABETH MAPES DODGE THE WOOING by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR THE ILIAD: ACHILLES OVER THE TRENCH by HOMER TO MY CHILDREN: 3 by DOLLIE CAROLINE MAITLAND RADFORD SILEX SCINTIALLANS: THEY ARE ALL GONE by HENRY VAUGHAN |