THIS Spot -- at once unfolding sight so fair Of sea and land, with yon grey towers that still Rise up as if to lord it over air -- Might soothe in human breasts the sense of ill, Or charm it out of memory; yea, might fill The heart with joy and gratitude to God For all his bounties upon man bestowed: Why bears it then the name of "Weeping Hill"? Thousands, as toward yon old Lancastrian Towers, A prison's crown, along this way they past For lingering durance or quick death with shame, From this bare eminence thereon have cast Their first look -- blinded as tears fell in showers Shed on their chains; and hence that doleful name. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...PARADISE LOST: BOOK 1 by JOHN MILTON THE HIGHER GOOD by THEODORE PARKER ROLL-CALL by NATHANIEL GRAHAM SHEPHERD SONGS OF TRAVEL: 46. EVENSONG by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON EIGHT VOLUNTEERS by LANSING C. BAILEY CASTLES IN THE AIR by JAMES BALLANTYNE L'ALBUM D'UNE CANADIENNE by LEVI BISHOP EPITAPH ON COLONEL GARDINER, WHO WAS SLAIN IN BATTLE OF PRESTON PANS by NATHANIEL COTTON |