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Poem by Hamlin Garland


The Toil of the Trail


What have I gained by the toil of the trail?
I know and know well.
I have found once again the lore I had lost
In the loud city's hell.

I have broadened my hand to the cinch and the axe,
I have laid my flesh to the rain;
I was hunter and trailer and guide;
I have touched the most primitive wildness again.

I have threaded the wild with the stealth of the deer,
No eagle is freer than I;
No mountain can thwart me, no torrent appall,
I defy the stern sky.
So long as I live these joys will remain,
I have touched the most primitive wildness again.



Hamlin Garland


Hamlin Garland's other poems:
  1. In August
  2. The Ute Lover
  3. The Herald Crane
  4. The Meadow Lark
  5. To a Caotive Crane


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