Since Then
I found myself among the trees What time the reapers ceased to reap; And in the sunflower-blooms the bees Huddled brown heads and went to sleep, Rocked by the balsam-breathing breeze. I saw the red fox leave his lair, A shaggy shadow, on the knoll; And tunneling his thoroughfare Beneath the soil, I watched the mole - Stealth's own self could not take more care. I heard the death-moth tick and stir, Slow-honeycombing through the bark; I heard the cricket's drowsy chirr, And one lone beetle burr the dark - The sleeping woodland seemed to purr. And then the moon rose: and one white Low bough of blossoms - grown almost Where, ere you died, 'twas our delight To meet, - dear heart! - I thought your ghost.... The wood is haunted since that night.
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"I found myself among the trees..."
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