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I
LL in the wood that is dark and kind  But afar off tolls the main,
Afar, far off I hear the wind,  And the roving of the rain
The shade is dark as a palmer's hood,  The air with balm is bland:

NT are the cedar-boughs stretching green and level,
Feasting-halls where waxwings flit at their spicy revel,
But O the pine, the questing pine, that flings its arms on
To search the secret of the sun and escalade the sky

I
LL in the sea that is wild and deep,  But afar in a shadow still,
I can see the trees that gather and sleep  In the wood upon the hill
The deeps are green as an emerald's face,  The caves are crystal calm,

Out of the wood of thoughts that grows by
To be cut down by the sharp axe of light, -Out of the night, two cocks together crow,
Cleaving the darkness with a silver blow:
And bright before my eyes twin trumpeters stand,

Gods, what a black, fierce day
The clouds were iron,
Wrenched to strange, rugged shapes; the red sun winked Over the rough crest of the hairy wood In angry scorn; the grey road twisted, kinked,
Like a sick serpent, seeming to enviro...

Are you bowed down in heart
Do you but hear the clashing discords and the din of life
Then come away, come to the peaceful wood,
Here bathe your soul in silence

I have grown tired of sorrow and human tears;
Life is a dream in the night, a fear among fears,
A naked runner lost in a storm of spears
I have grown tired of rapture and love's desire;