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Excerpt from In Forest Land
Let other bards their harps attune To sing of gold and courts and kings; But leave to me the hush of June, The music that the forest sings. Let other bards from fields of blood Send up their hymns to mighty Mars; But leave to me the quiet wood, The tender moonlight and the stars.
I''ll hang my harp upon a tree, Where ev''ry passing breeze may play, And catch the leafy minstrelsy, The music of the shaded way. Yea, I will teach this harp of mine To sing the song the forest sings, To mingle with the sob of pine The silver aspen''s whisperings.
For I would find that sweetest chord That makes the forest harmony, Would wake at will the music poured To ev''ry zephyr by the tree.
To know thee more my spirit longs, O melody of leaves astir.
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Let other bards their harps attune To sing of gold and courts and kings; But leave to me the hush of June, The music that the forest sings. Let other bards from fields of blood Send up their hymns to mighty Mars; But leave to me the quiet wood, The tender moonlight and the stars.
I''ll hang my harp upon a tree, Where ev''ry passing breeze may play, And catch the leafy minstrelsy, The music of the shaded way. Yea, I will teach this harp of mine To sing the song the forest sings, To mingle with the sob of pine The silver aspen''s whisperings.
For I would find that sweetest chord That makes the forest harmony, Would wake at will the music poured To ev''ry zephyr by the tree.
To know thee more my spirit longs, O melody of leaves astir.
About the Publisher
Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com
This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.
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Publisher - Forgotten Books
Language - English
Hardback
Contributors
Author
Douglas Malloch
Published Date -
ISBN - 9780266202202
Dimensions - 22.9 x 15.2 x 1.2 cm
Page Count - 214
Paperback
Contributors
Author
Douglas Malloch
Published Date -
ISBN - 9781330918647
Dimensions - 22.9 x 15.2 x 1.2 cm
Page Count - 216
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