@3O sons of Wales, from sea to sea The bills are loud with prophecy@1. I SOFTLY the ages come and go Like clouds above the April grass, And through the shadows to and fro The pageants of a nation pass Vivid and vernal—out of sight Into some strange and silent night Where all their songs are husband again, But, steadfast as the morning light, The hills remain, the hills remain. II The hills that made a nation strong, The hills that made a people free Gave us a language like a song That echoes from eternity. Never shall Wales be desolate While, looming in supernal state And brooding yet on moor and plain, Sanctuary, citadel and gate Invincible, inviolate, The hills remain. III The hills remain, the hills remain, And every peak, superb, serene, Flashes it gospel, pure, unseen, To challenge death and doubt and pain: While, on the winds that never tire, The music of the world's desire Wells from the lone lark's mystic quire Singing of love and hope again, Lo! Pulsing with prophetic fire The hills remain. IV The hills remain, the hills remain! Though every voice were loud with doom And every valley black with gloom The hills would kindle faith again, For faith triumphant, faith sublime Rings her stupendous, cosmic chime Where stronger than the strength of time The hills remain. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...WISDOM COMETH WITH THE YEARS by COUNTEE CULLEN THE SACRAL DREAMS OF RAMON FERNANDEZ by JAMES GALVIN ADMETUS; TO MY FRIEND RALPH WALDO EMERSON by EMMA LAZARUS THE LONESOME CHILD by KATHERINE MANSFIELD A MAN CHILD IS BORN (1839) by EDGAR LEE MASTERS |