Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TO THE CUMBERLAND MOUNTAINS, by EFFIE WALLER SMITH Poet's Biography First Line: O cumberland! O cumberland! Last Line: Of my childhood's happy hours. Subject(s): Cumberland Mountains; Love | ||||||||
O Cumberland! O Cumberland! My own, my native hills, For you, my dear old Cumberland With love my bosom thrills. Your ridged and towering cliffs, What a beauty, what a wonder! Which have withstood for centuries The lightning's flash and thunder. Summer finds your craggy peaks No caps of whiteness wearing, From base to crest you greet the eye With green majestic bearing. In childhood's days upon your slopes How oft my feet have wandered, How oft o'er your sublimity My childish mind has pondered. With joy I've plucked the flowers that bloomed Within your dells and dales; With eagerness I've watched the streams Plash through your wooded vales. And I have seen within your vales The timid cowering dove, I've seen the eagle wing his flight Your lofty heights above. But not solely for your beauty, Nor because my home is here, Not for these alone, dear mountains In my heart I love you dear. For within your soil lies buried 'Neath the spruce pines and the flow'rs The only love of my lost youth, Of my childhood's happy hours. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE INVENTION OF LOVE by MATTHEA HARVEY TWO VIEWS OF BUSON by ROBERT HASS A LOVE FOR FOUR VOICES: HOMAGE TO FRANZ JOSEPH HAYDN by ANTHONY HECHT AN OFFERING FOR PATRICIA by ANTHONY HECHT LATE AFTERNOON: THE ONSLAUGHT OF LOVE by ANTHONY HECHT A SWEETENING ALL AROUND ME AS IT FALLS by JANE HIRSHFIELD A GOOD-BYE by EFFIE WALLER SMITH |
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