OVER the rim of the moor, And under the starry sky, Two men came to my door And rested them thereby. Beneath the bough and the star, In a whispering foreign tongue They talked of a land afar And the merry days so young. Beneath the dawn and the bough I heard them arise and go And my heart it is aching now For the more it will never know. Why did they two depart Before I could understand? Where lies that land, O my heart O my heart, where lies that land? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HYMN OF THE WEST by EDMUND CLARENCE STEDMAN FRATER AVE ATQUE VALE by ALFRED TENNYSON MY LIFE by HENRY DAVID THOREAU THE ROYAL CROWN by ISRAEL ABRAHAMS AGAMEMNON: THE BEACONS by AESCHYLUS SONNETS OF MANHOOD: 17. THE CHILD by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) |