Over The Hills
Read 'Over The Hills' by 'Paul Laurence Dunbar' and provide your summary and literary analysis in the comments section below.
Over the hills and the valleys of dreaming
Slowly I take my way.
Life is the night with its dream-visions teeming,
Death is the waking at day.
Down thro' the dales and the bowers of loving,
Singing, I roam afar.
Daytime or night-time, I constantly roving,—
Dearest one, thou art my star.
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