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.
The Dark Hills
Analysis, meaning and summary of Edwin Arlington Robinson's poem The Dark Hills
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This poem has a very deep meaning and in a way is kind of realated to death.