Classic and Contemporary Poetry
IN THE WOOD, by ADELAIDE ANNE PROCTER Poet's Biography Last Line: I found at the root of a tree. Alternate Author Name(s): Berwick, Mary Subject(s): Fairies; Forests; Time; Elves; Woods | ||||||||
IN the wood where shadows are deepest From the branches overhead, Where the wild wood-strawberries cluster, And the softest moss is spread, I met to-day with a fairy, And I followed her where she led. Some magical words she uttered, I alone could understand, For the sky grew bluer and brighter; While there rose on either hand The cloudy walls of a palace That was built in Fairy-land. And I stood in a strange enchantment; I had known it all before: In my heart of hearts was the magic Of days that will come no more, The magic of joy departed, That Time can never restore. That never, ah, never, never, Never again can be: -- Shall I tell you what powerful fairy Built up this palace for me? It was only a little white Violet I found at the root of a tree. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE PRINCESS WAKES IN THE WOOD by RANDALL JARRELL CHAMBER MUSIC: 20 by JAMES JOYCE ADVICE TO A FOREST by MAXWELL BODENHEIM A SOUTH CAROLINA FOREST by AMY LOWELL JOY IN THE WOODS by CLAUDE MCKAY IN BLACKWATER WOODS by MARY OLIVER THE PLACE I WANT TO GET BACK TO by MARY OLIVER A DOUBTING HEART by ADELAIDE ANNE PROCTER |
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