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Castle In Eternal Woods
One Dewy morn in month of May When meads and green were half asleep The breeze was filled with blooms and hay And by the lake were herds of sheep In tinkling bells, in tinkling bells O life ! O soul! I cannot tell! The clouds they smiled in Glee or weep Which phantoms of the yester years Came out of dark of darkish deep I ventured in the echoing green And saw such scene, thou never seen O hark, O hear ! The sky was clear, And on the earth The sun hath smiled The dewy blooms, in orchard room With scented breath the clouds beguiled They came in flocks on flocks in mead They float like fleet in meadow wide They faint in dale or Hamlet near It was the eve of yester_year The maidens sang as cut they crop I wondered now stray or stop They called me from the hamlet's meads But none of them asked me to stop They chased and chased for several miles Then by the Grove of vine they stopth Their calls all faint and fail and died On misty scene then curtains dropth O life! O dale, My breath inhale I have to go, there can't I dwell Untrodden ways all harken me I am listening their silent bell Thousands of miles I left behind I crossed the sand the earth the well In whitish mist I saw a hut And by it snow white horse I saw It came and kneel down on the grass I rode on it in fear and awe It ran as fast as it could ran I was enthralled by nature plan Continued...
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