The poem
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.
Using it as a school prodject and it is one of the best poems ever written thanks a bunch.
This is one of the best poems I have ever read. I like poetry but this was the first to ever grab hold of my attention hard enough to make me buy the book :P