The Land God Forgot
The lonely sunsets flare forlorn Down valleys dreadly desolate; The lordly mountains soar in scorn As still as death, as stern as fate. The lonely sunsets flame and die; The giant valleys gulp the night; The monster mountains scrape the sky, Where eager stars are diamond-bright. So gaunt against the gibbous moon, Piercing the silence velvet-piled, A lone wolf howls his ancient rune - The fell arch-spirit of the Wild. O outcast land! O leper land! Let the lone wolf-cry all express The hate insensate of thy hand, Thy heart's abysmal loneliness.
AI analysis available. Enable JavaScript to interact.
About this line
"The lonely sunsets flare forlorn..."
Exploring the themes of classic, Robert William Service delivers a powerful performance in "The Land God Forgot"... ### Why We Love This Line At Linespedia, we believe that poetry is the ultimate sanctuary for the soul...