IN the hill-valleys, the cool valleys, valleys that I know, You can sit all day with flowers at the edge of the snow, Sit all day with flowers and let your soul possess The round open quiet and a great gentleness. In the hill-valleys, the still valleys, valleys that I love, You can watch the clouds a-sailing in the blue sky above: Watch the clouds a-sailing, and then come down at night To your dear love waiting and your own home light. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SCHOOLBOYS IN WINTER by JOHN CLARE THE RETIRED CAT by WILLIAM COWPER IN MEMORIAM A.H.H.: 96 by ALFRED TENNYSON TO A LADY TO ANSWER DIRECTLY WITH YEA OR NAY by THOMAS WYATT IN A COUNTRY CHURCHYARD by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN WRITTEN AT SEA by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT |