Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, UPON THE HILL, by JOHN GOULD FLETCHER



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UPON THE HILL, by                     Poet's Biography
First Line: A hundred miles of landscape spread before me like a fan
Last Line: How many thousand times shall I look on them ere this fire in me is dead?
Subject(s): Mountains; Time; Hills; Downs (great Britain)


A HUNDRED miles of landscape spread before me like a fan;
Hills behind naked hills, bronze light of evening on them shed;
How many thousand ages have these summits spied on man?
How many thousand times shall I look on them ere this fire in me is dead?





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