THE far peaks sleep, the great ravines, The foot-hills, and the streams. Asleep are trees, and hived bees, The mountain beasts, and all that dark earth teems, The glooming seas, the monsters in their deeps: And every bird, its wide wings folded, sleeps. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ETUDES DE PLUSIERS PAYSAGES DE L' AME: 1 by HAYDEN CARRUTH JOHNNY SPAIN'S WHITE HEIFER by HAYDEN CARRUTH PENDULUM by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON PLEDGE by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON DOWN BY THE CARIB SEA: 2. LOS CIGARILLOS by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON THE GARDEN OF ADONIS by EMMA LAZARUS |