Show I THE MOUNTAIN Edwin Markham In Nautilus Each builds bund his world forever dark or bright And f sits within his separate universe The shepherd sees In this green mountain mountaintop top Place where his sheep may ma wander wader and STOW grow gow fat fat What to the drover Is the hUed pool A hollow for his swine to wallow In Gold hunters find upon this rocky peak Nothing but ledges for Cor their ringing picks But to the poet all aU this soaring height Smokes Goo God God with the footsteps of ot the passing pasing |