Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, ed. Poems of Places: An Anthology in 31 Volumes.
Americas: Vol. XXX. 1876–79. | | | | South America: Andes, the Mountains | | Morning on the Andes | | William Lisle Bowles (1762–1850) |
| | (From The Missionary)
’T IS dawn;—the distant Andes’ rocky spires, | |
| One after one, have caught the orient fires. | |
| Where the dun condor shoots his upward flight, | |
| His wings are touched with momentary light. | |
| Meantime, beneath the mountains’ glittering heads, | 5 |
| A boundless ocean of gray vapor spreads, | |
| That o’er the champaign, stretching far below, | |
| Moves now, in clustered masses, rising slow, | |
| Till all the living landscape is displayed | |
| In various pomp of color, light, and shade, | 10 |
| Hills, forests, rivers, lakes, and level plain | |
| Lessening in sunshine to the southern main. | |
| The llama’s fleece fumes with ascending dew; | |
| The gem-like humming-birds their toils renew; | |
| And there, by the wild river’s devious side, | 15 |
| The tall flamingo, in its crimson pride, | |
| Stalks on, in richest plumage bright arrayed, | |
| With snowy neck superb, and legs of lengthening shade. | | | | |
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