Where the dreamy mountains brood Ever in their ancient mood Would I go and dream with them Till I graft me on their stem. With fierce energy I aspire To be thát the Gods desire As the dreamy mountains are And no God can break or mar. Soon the world shall fade and be One with still eternity As the dreamy hills that lie Silent to the passing sky. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LINES FROM A PLUTOCRATIC POETASTER TO A DITCH-DIGGER by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS THE RHINOCEROS by HILAIRE BELLOC PUSSY-WILLOW TIME by ROBERT FROST A DIM DOORWAY by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON SORROW SINGERS by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON VASHTI by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON OWL AGAINST ROBIN by SIDNEY LANIER SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: MRS. CHARLES BLISS by EDGAR LEE MASTERS |