YOU who are born of the hills, Hill-bred, lover of hills, Though the world may not treat you aright, Though your soul be aweary with ills: This will you know above other men, In the hills you will find your peace again. You who were nursed on the heights, Hill-bred, lover of skies, Though your love and your hope and your heart, Though your trust be hurt till it dies: This will you know above other men, In the hills you will find your faith again. You who are brave from the winds, Hill-bred, lover of winds, Though the God whom you know seems dim, Seems lost in a mist that blinds: This will you know above other men, In the hills you will find your God again. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE GRAVES OF A HOUSEHOLD by FELICIA DOROTHEA HEMANS BEAVER BROOK by JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL A SONNET. OF LOVE by PHILIP AYRES THE GIFT by ALICE EWING BLACKWELL COUPLETS IN PRAISE by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT |