Where the dreamy mountains brood Ever in their ancient mood Would I go and dream with them Till I graft me on their stem. With fierce energy I aspire To be thát the Gods desire As the dreamy mountains are And no God can break or mar. Soon the world shall fade and be One with still eternity As the dreamy hills that lie Silent to the passing sky. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A MAN'S REQUIREMENTS by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING PERIMEDES, THE BLACKSMITH: PHILLIS AND CORIDON by ROBERT GREENE SONNET: 24. THE STREET by JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL THE GLASSES AND THE BIBLE by ST. CLAIR ADAMS WHEN THE FOLKS COME ALONG by FREDERICK L. ALLEN |