Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE OLD SANTA FE TRAIL, by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON Poet's Biography First Line: It wound through strange scarred hills, down canyons lone Last Line: Lo! Brightsome fruits to feed a mighty folk. Subject(s): Santa Fe Trail; West (u.s.) - Exploration | ||||||||
IT wound through strange scarred hills, down canyons lone Where wild things screamed, with winds for company; Its mile-stones were the bones of pioneers. Bronzed, haggard men, often with thirst a-moan, Lashed on their beasts of burden toward the sea: An epic quest it was of elder years, For fabled gardens or for good, red gold, The trail men strove in iron days of old. To-day the steam-god thunders through the vast, While dominant Saxons from the hurtling trains Smile at the aliens, Mexic, Indian, Who offer wares, keen-colored, like their past; Dread dramas of immitigable plains Rebuke the softness of the modern man; No menace, now, the desert's mood of sand; Still westward lies a green and golden land. For, at the magic touch of water, blooms The wilderness, and where of yore the yoke Tortured the toilers into dateless tombs, Lo! brightsome fruits to feed a mighty folk. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ON THE DISCOVERIES OF CAPTAIN LEWIS [JANUARY 14, 1807] by JOEL BARLOW WHITMAN'S RIDE FOR OREGON by HEZEKIAH BUTTERWORTH MIRAGE - THE PASSING WEST by ELIZABETH GARBUTT OREGON HOLLY by WILLIAM STEWARD GORDON THE ALBANY CHAUTAUQUA by WILLIAM STEWARD GORDON THE INDIAN DEATH WAIL by WILLIAM STEWARD GORDON THE OLD BARLOW ROAD by WILLIAM STEWARD GORDON THE VISIT OF THE FLEET by WILLIAM STEWARD GORDON THE WESTWARD MARCH by WILLIAM STEWARD GORDON BLACK SHEEP by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON |
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