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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TO MYRTILLA OF NEW YORK, by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: The rockies, I own, are a beautiful sight Last Line: There's nothing like you in the west. Alternate Author Name(s): F. P. A. Subject(s): New York City; Travel; Manhattan; New York, New York; The Big Apple; Journeys; Trips | |||
THE Rockies, I own, are a beautiful sight; The canyons are glories to see; I found in the spruce undiluted delight, And the pine is a capable tree; I throbbed when I gazed at the snow-covered peaks, And worshipped the view from the crest; I revelled in Nature a couple of weeks, But there's nothing like you in the West, My dear, There's nothing like you in the West. The trout are an agile and esculent fish. And swift are the streams where they run; No lovelier sight could a citizen wish Than Long's at the rise of the sun. Oh, myriad the wonders that gave me a thrill, And frequently I was impressed But nevertheless it is true, Myrtil, There's nothing like you in the West That's right There's nothing like you in the West. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...RICHARD, WHAT'S THAT NOISE? by RICHARD HOWARD LOOKING FOR THE GULF MOTEL by RICHARD BLANCO RIVERS INTO SEAS by LYNDA HULL DESTINATIONS by JOSEPHINE JACOBSEN THE ONE WHO WAS DIFFERENT by RANDALL JARRELL THE CONFESSION OF ST. JIM-RALPH by DENIS JOHNSON SESTINA: TRAVEL NOTES by WELDON KEES TO H. B. (WITH A BOOK OF VERSE) by MAURICE BARING LINES FROM A PLUTOCRATIC POETASTER TO A DITCH-DIGGER by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS |
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