Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, ROCKY MOUNTAIN NIGHT, by EDWARD RALPH CHEYNEY



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ROCKY MOUNTAIN NIGHT, by            
First Line: These mountains are too tall; these crags too starkly loom
Last Line: Oh, city noises, break! The world is all too still!
Alternate Author Name(s): Cheyney, Ralph
Subject(s): Rocky Mountain Range


These mountains are too tall; these crags too starkly loom.
They will not clothe our shivering souls as cities must.
We walk on moonlit paths to forest-hidden doom.
These spires that spike the sky, we cannot bear their thrust.

The distant horses' bells ring pale as tepee smoke;
And woman's laughter tinkles thin and strangely shrill:
The wraith-like moon now wears a mountain like a cloak.
Oh, city noises, break! The world is all too still!





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