The Dark Hills  (1920) 
by Edwin Arlington Robinson
from The Three Taverns, 1920
An Ochil Hills sunset - - 331900

An Ochil Hills sunset, 2007. Photo by Andrew Smith. Licensed under Creative Commons, courtesy

The Dark HillsEdit

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 of days
Were fading, and all wars were done.

This poem is in the public domain

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