THE dark mountain has grown black, From behind it has come forth a black cloud, A black cloud, -- a flock of sheep; After them has come forth a proud youth, A proud youth to the foreground: He has girded himself with a straw girdle, From that girdle hang two or three pipes; The one pipe is of horn, The second pipe is of copper, The third pipe is of aurochs horn. O, when he began to sound the pipe of horn, A voice went through the forest; O, when he began to sound the pipe of copper, A voice went among the mountain tops; O, when he began to play on the aurochs pipe, There went up voices to the heavens. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...DEVASTATION by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON GUARDIANSHIP by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON THE AUDACIOUS by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON TO MY CLASS: ON CERTAIN FRUITS AND FLOWERS SENT ... SICKNESS by SIDNEY LANIER |