Стихи и рассказы из категории hills

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Earth, outward tuning on her path in space This pensive southern face, Swathing its smile and shine In that soft veil that day and darkness twine,
The silver-threaded twilight thin and fine, With April dews impearled,
Looms like another ...
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Who hath desired the Sea
— the sight of salt water unbounded —The heave and the halt and the hurl and the crash of the comber wind-hounded
The sleek-barrelled swell before storm, grey, foamless, enormous, and growing —Stark calm on the l...
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Dark hills at evening in the west,
Where sunset hovers like a sound Of golden horns that sang to rest Old bones of warriors under ground,
Far now from all the bannered ways Where flash the legions of the sun,
You fade—as if the last...
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I shall go away To the brown hills, the quiet ones,
The vast, the mountainous, the rolling,
Sun-fired and drowsy
My horse snuffs delicately At the strange wind;
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The deer were bounding like blown
Under the smoke in front the roaring wave of the brush-fire;
I thought of the smaller lives that were caught
Beauty is not always lovely; the fire was beautiful, the
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HE silence of maternal hills Is round me in my evening dreams;
And round me music-making rills And mingling waves of pastoral streams
Whatever way I turn I find The path is old unto me still
The hills of home are in my mind,
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