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Poem by Henry Timrod

Sonnets. 11. Which Are the Clouds, and Which the Mountains? See

Which are the clouds, and which the mountains? See,
They mix and melt together!  Yon blue hill
Looks fleeting as the vapors which distill
Their dews upon its summit, while the free
And far-off clouds, now solid, dark, and still,
An aspect wear of calm eternity.
Each seems the other, as our fancies will
The cloud a mount, the mount a cloud, and we
Gaze doubtfully.  So everywhere on earth,
This foothold where we stand with slipping feet,
The unsubstantial and substantial meet,
And we are fooled until made wise by Time.
Is not the obvious lesson something worth,
Lady? or have I wov'n an idle rhyme?

Henry Timrod

Henry Timrod's other poems:
  1. Madeline
  2. To a Captive Owl
  3. Lines to R. L.
  4. Sonnets. 10. Were I the Poet-Laureate of the Fairies
  5. To Rosa

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