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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TO EFFIE WALLER, by PETER CLAY First Line: Far up among the mountains Last Line: "to charm us with the poet's mystic art." Subject(s): Smith, Effie Waller (1879-1960) | |||
"Far up among the mountains, Where rivers leave their fountains, And happy birds send forth their merry thrills; There dwells a little poet, Though few there be who know it, Whose voice is an echo from the hills. "You may not like her station, For she is not Caucasian, Yet God with music touched the singer's heart; And thoughts in liquid measure Doth flow out like a treasure, To charm us with the poet's mystic art." | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...IN THE CARPENTER'S SHOP by SARA TEASDALE NORTH-WEST PASSAGE: 2. SHADOW MARCH by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON CHORUS OF THE CLOUD-MAIDEN: ANTISTROPHE, FR. THE CLOUDS by ARISTOPHANES |
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