| The Last of the Cowboys (1922) by |
| from Poetry, June 1922 |
The Last of the Cowboys[]

They have gone down like the sunset, who like the sun
Were mighty and high and scornful; their hour is done.
Slowly into the night they ride, each one.
They have gone down like the sunset, sharp on the hill.
A moment against the sky they stood, until
The dark came down and they met it, stoic and still.
This poem is in the public domain