I know a little pocket in the hills! Where under friendly sun I linger lone, Erase the words and ways of maddening men, And revel with my own. These joyous hills, they are my very own, And this, my private patch of placid sky, This passive slope receives me, it is mine; Let no one tread close by. The dreaming grass engulfs me, and I steep My heart in tranquil ease, forget all ills; Ah, gracious hour of sweet, suspended life, -- I know a little pocket in the hills! -- | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...DEDICATIONS AND INSCRIPTIONS: 6. GRUACH by GORDON BOTTOMLEY TYRANNICK [TYRANNIC] LOVE: SONG by JOHN DRYDEN THE HILL WIFE: LONELINESS by ROBERT FROST WORDLY WISE (5) by MOTHER GOOSE WHOLE DUTY OF CHILDREN by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON THE DEATH OF HARRISON by NATHANIEL PARKER WILLIS FOOTLIGHT MOTIFS: 2. PHOEBE FOSTER by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS |