GUEST of this lone abode, before thee rise No frozen summits, that arrogantly aloof Cannot forget their own magnificence And greatness; but withal a brotherhood As Alp or Atlas noble, in port and mien. Do homage to these suavely eminent ones. But privy to their bosoms wouldst thou be, There is a vale whose seaward-parted lips Murmur eternally some half-divulged Reluctant secret, where thou mayst o'erhear The mountains interchange their confidences, Peak with his kindred peak, that think aloud Their broad and lucid thoughts in liberal day. Thither repair alone: the mountain heart Not two may enter. Thence returning, tell What thou hast heard. And 'mid the laurelled souls Of poets divine, place shall be found for thee. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONNET: SILENCE by THOMAS HOOD THE SLEEPING BEAUTY by SAMUEL ROGERS DEEDS OF VALOR AT SANTIAGO by CLINTON SCOLLARD PEARLS OF THE FAITH: 72, 73, 74, 75. AWWAL, AKHIR, THAHIR, BATIN by EDWIN ARNOLD THE ROBIN REDBREAST by MATHILDE BLIND SHE WAS A BEAUTY by HENRY CUYLER BUNNER |