Classic and Contemporary Poetry
MY NATIVE MOUNTAINS, by EFFIE WALLER SMITH Poet's Biography First Line: I love my native mountains Last Line: The fairest types of earth. Subject(s): Love; Mountains; Hills; Downs (great Britain) | ||||||||
I love my native mountains, The dear old Cumberland, Rockribbed and everlasting, How great they are, and grand! I love each skyward reaching peak, Each glassy glade and dale, Each moss-and-fern-clad precipice Each lovely flower decked vale. I love each vine-hung rocky glen I love each dark ravine Though there may hide the catamount And wild dog sly and mean. I love my mountains' forests Varied and beautiful I love her springs and waterfalls, So pure and wonderful. I love her richly plumaged birds The pheasant and the jay, The merry scarlet tanager, The woodpeck bright and gay. How oft among these mountains Has the silvery music clear From the lark's throat cheered the traveler, And the honest mountaineer. But more than these old mountains Which with wonder I revere I love with true devotion The people who live here. So here's with love sincere and dear For her sons of brawn and worth; And her daughters pure and lovely, The fairest types of earth. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CALIFORNIA SORROW: MOUNTAIN VIEW by MARY KINZIE CONTRA MORTEM: THE MOUNTAIN FASTNESS by HAYDEN CARRUTH GREEN MOUNTAIN IDYL by HAYDEN CARRUTH IF IT WERE NOT FOR YOU by HAYDEN CARRUTH A GOOD-BYE by EFFIE WALLER SMITH |
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