Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, ed. Poems of Places: An Anthology in 31 Volumes.
Asia: Vols. XXI–XXIII. 1876–79.

Asia Minor: Latmos, the Mountain

Mount Latmos

By John Keats (1795–1821)

(From Endymion, Book I)

UPON the sides of Latmos was outspread

A mighty forest; for the moist earth fed

So plenteously all weed-hidden roots

Into o’erhanging boughs and precious fruits.

And it had gloomy shades, sequestered deep,

Where no man went; and if from shepherd’s keep

A lamb strayed far adown those inmost glens,

Never again saw he the happy pens

Whither his brethren, bleating with content,

Over the hills at every nightfall went.

Among the shepherds ’t was believéd ever,

That not one fleecy lamb which thus did sever

From the white flock, but passed unworried

By any wolf, or pard with prying head,

Until it came to some unfooted plains

Where fed the herds of Pan: ay, great his gains

Who thus one lamb did lose. Paths there were many,

Winding through palmy fern, and rushes fenny,

And ivy banks; all leading pleasantly

To a wide lawn, whence one could only see

Stems thronging all around between the swell

Of turf and slanting branches: who could tell

The freshness of the space of heaven above,

Edged round with dark tree-tops? through which a dove

Would often beat its wings, and often too

A little cloud would move across the blue.