Who would forget Ohio? Her hills romp to their old mother -- The Appalachian; Can you say when they are loveliest -- In the spring when pearled with dogwood's white? In the autumn as they burn like huge fire opals? Or in winter diademed with snow? And after all There is the peace of summer's green; Would you not have the peace of these hills In your heart? And a majesty like that which sweeps The course of her name-river? As the winds blow, you may be calm Or stormy, like her great lake -- Erie -- But to the homeland you are constant As her ancient hills! Who could forget Ohio? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CHAMBER MUSIC: 27 by JAMES JOYCE VARIATIONS: 10 by CONRAD AIKEN A WINTER'S NIGHT by ROBERT FROST THE DINNER-PARTY by AMY LOWELL LIVE AND HELP LIVE by EDWIN MARKHAM A MAN CHILD IS BORN (1809) by EDGAR LEE MASTERS |