Read "The Hill-Top" at The Eldritch Dark:
This poem from Clark Ashton Smith (CAS) is a rather minor effort, pleasant enough but rather unremarkable from a poet who was capable of much more.
Some of the imagery is well-drawn, as in the third stanza:
The pale fantastic lichens
Make patterns on the stone,
And the oaks are old and dwarfèd
With golden mosses grown.
But in the end, CAS handled similar themes much more powerfully in other poems (such as "Lichens"), leaving "The Hill-Top" as little more than a footnote in his poetic career.