@31st Stranger:@1 Who walks with us on the hills? @32nd Stranger:@1 I cannot see for the mist. @3rd Stranger:@1 Running water I hear, Keeping lugubrious tryst With its cresses and grasses and weeds, In the white obscure light from the sky. @32nd Stranger:@1 Who @3walks with us on the hills?@1 @3Wild Bird:@1 Ay!. . . Aye!. . . Ay! . . . | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A PSALM OF TRAVEL by GEORGE SANTAYANA ODE INSCRIBED TO W.H. CHANNING by RALPH WALDO EMERSON A PETITION TO TIME by BRYAN WALLER PROCTER THE METEMPSYCHOSIS by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH |