Oh, the charm of idle dreaming Where the dappled shadows dance,
All the leafy aisles are teeming With the lure of old romance
Down into the forest dipping, Deep and deeper as we go,
One might fancy dryads slipping Where the white-st...
Then dark with dripping blood it gave a howland cried again: "Our damaged branches ache
Your pillage maims me
Can't you feel at all
We who were men are now this barren brake
Dark is the forest and deep, and
Hang stars like seeds of
In vain, though not since they were sown was
Anything more bright
All hail, once pleasing, once inspiring shade
Scene of my youthful loves and happier hours
Where the kind Muses met me as I stray'd,
And gently press'd my hand, and said "Be ours
Cup your hands to scoop up sleepas you would draw a grain of waterand the forest will come: a green clouda birch trunk like a chord of lightand a thousand eyelids flutteringwith forgotten leafy speechthen you will recall the white morningwhen you ...
Out of the mid-wood's
Into the meadow's dawn,
Ivory limbed and brown-eyed,
Flashes my Faun