@3When soft I lay in the mossy bed That swells to the foot of the hemlock-tree, In the pride of a lover's heart I said, "The sweet, green woods belong to me!" But the woodchuck gray and the brown-eyed doe And the chipmunk, rocked on the hazel stem, And the hare and the deermouse answered, "No!" -- The sweet, green woods belonged to them! Then the jack-in-the-pulpits, friends of youth, Looked archly out from their purpling hoods With an elfin laugh as they told the truth: "We@1 all @3belong to the sweet, green woods!"@1 | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE PESSIMIST by BENJAMIN FRANKLIN KING SOUND THE LOUD TIMBREL; MIRIAM'S SONG by THOMAS MOORE I GREET THEE by JOHANNA AMBROSIUS ON THE RHINE by MATTHEW ARNOLD CLING TO THY MOTHER by GEORGE WASHINGTON BETHUNE THE QUICK AND THE DEAD by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN TOWARDS DEMOCRACY: PART 3. REST AT LAST by EDWARD CARPENTER |