I. LISTEN! the sombre foliage of the Pine, A swart Gitana of the woodland trees, Is answering what we may but half divine, To those soft whispers of the twilight breeze! II. Passion and mystery murmur through the leaves, Passion and mystery, touched by deathless pain. Whose monotone of long, low anguish grieves For something lost that shall not live again! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A CELEBRATION by WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS AN ODE, PARAPHRASED: THE CUP by ANACREON PINE-TREES AND THE SKY: EVENING by RUPERT BROOKE CORIDON'S SONG (IN ISAAK WALTON'S 'COMPLEAT ANGLER') by JOHN CHALKHILL OPEN, TIME by LOUISE IMOGEN GUINEY THE BLUE-FLAG IN THE BOG by EDNA ST. VINCENT MILLAY |