I STOOD as one enchanted, All in the forest deep: As one that wond'ring wanders, Dream-bound within his sleep. A thousand rustling footsteps Pattered upon the ground; A thousand whisp'ring voices Made the wide silence, sound. Some murmured deep and deeper, Like waves in solemn seas; Some breathed sweet and sweeter, Like elves on moon-lit leas. Tall ferns, washed down in sunlight, Beckoned with fingers green; Tall flowers nodded strangely, With white and glimm'ring sheen; They sighed, they sang so softly, They stretched their arms to me; My heart, it throbbed so wildly, In weird tumultuous glee. I staggered in the mosses, It seemed to drag me down Into the gleaming bushes; To fall, to sink, to drown. When lo! thro' scared foliage, A lovely bird did fly; And looked at me so knowing, With bright and curious eye; It broke out into warbles, And singing sped away; But I, like one awakened, Fled down the mossy way. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TWO FUNERALS: 1. by LOUIS UNTERMEYER THE BRIDGE: PROEM. TO BROOKLYN BRIDGE by HAROLD HART CRANE FABLES: 1ST SER. 5. THE WILD BOAR AND THE RAM by JOHN GAY SONNET: THE EVENING STAR by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW WHEN I READ THE BOOK by WALT WHITMAN PEARLS OF THE FAITH: 30. AL-HADIL by EDWIN ARNOLD A SONG OF THE WESTERN EDEN by HOPE S. BARBER |