Among the rocky Cumberlands A summer day is ending; Th' woodman now is ending; His homeward way is wending. The sun is his from sight, but leaves A pleasant afterglow On western hills, and quietude And peace are reigning now. And from the woodland pasture The cattle slowly roam; I hear the jingle of their bells Now on their journey home. The robin gay has caroled His sweet and good-night lay; And with his mate has gone to sleep, Until another day. The whippo'will so plaintive His night song has begun, And everywhere's the music Of insects' ceaseless hum. And now and then the night-hawk Will scream so loud and shrill, I hear him on some distant peak, When all things else are still. So calmly and so peacefully, Just in this charm-ful way, Among the rocky Cumberlands Closes a summer day. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONNETS OF MANHOOD: 16. VENUS INCARNATE by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) THE FORD OF TRANSFIGURATION by WILLIAM ROSE BENET GRAVE OF HOWARD by WILLIAM LISLE BOWLES IN MY LADY'S PRAISE by WILLIAM STANLEY BRAITHWAITE TO ROBERT GRAHAM OF FINTRY by ROBERT BURNS A DIALOGUE by ELIZABETH CARTER |