While this poem is available at The Eldritch Dark, that version has several formatting errors, so the original published appearance in the Overland Monthly (via Hathitrust) is a better experience. Scroll to the bottom of the page to see the poem by "C. Ashton Smith":
https://babel.hathitrust.org/cgi/pt?id=njp.32101064465428;view=1up;seq=129
In this poem, Clark Ashton Smith (CAS) has given us a lyrical take on an evergreen theme, the quest for that which is somehow always just out-of-reach. Despite the deception mentioned in the last line, the narrator's voice does not have a bitter tone; rather CAS has chosen phrases like "eager, hastening feet" and "hoping hearts" which suggest that there is some joy in the quest, however futile it may be.
In this poem, Clark Ashton Smith (CAS) has given us a lyrical take on an evergreen theme, the quest for that which is somehow always just out-of-reach. Despite the deception mentioned in the last line, the narrator's voice does not have a bitter tone; rather CAS has chosen phrases like "eager, hastening feet" and "hoping hearts" which suggest that there is some joy in the quest, however futile it may be.
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