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I SPRING ON THE HILLS	A
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Ah shall I follow on the hills	A
The Spring as wild wings follow	B
Where wild plum trees make wan the hills	A
Crabapple trees the hollow	B
Haunts of the bee and swallow	B
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In redbud brakes and flowery	C
Acclivities of berry	C
In dogwood dingles showery	C
With white where wrens make merry	C
Or drifts of swarming cherry	C
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In valleys of wild strawberries	D
And of the clumped May apple	E
Or cloudlike trees of haw berries	D
With which the south winds grapple	E
That brook and byway dapple	E
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With eyes of far forgetfulness	D
Like some wild wood thing's daughter	C
Whose feet are beelike fretfulness	D
To see her run like water	C
Through boughs that slipped or caught her	C
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O Spring to seek yet find you not	F
To search yet never win you	G
To glimpse to touch but bind you not	F
To lose and still continue	G
All sweet evasion in you	G
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In pearly peach blush distances	D
You gleam the woods are braided	H
Of myths of dream existences	D
There where the brook is shaded	H
A sudden splendor faded	I
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O presence like the primrose's	D
Again I feel your power	C
With rainy scents of dim roses	D
Like some elusive flower	C
Who led me for an hour	C
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II MOSS AND FERN	J
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Where rise the brakes of bramble there	C
Wrapped with the trailing rose	D
Through cane where waters ramble there	C
Where deep the sword grass grows	D
Who knows	D
Perhaps unseen of eyes of man	K
Hides Pan	K
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Perhaps the creek whose pebbles make	L
A foothold for the mint	M
May bear where soft its trebles make	L
Confession some vague hint	M
The print	M
Goat hoofed of one who lightly ran	K
Of Pan	K
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Where in the hollow of the hills	D
Ferns deepen to the knees	D
What sounds are those above the hills	D
And now among the trees	D
No breeze	D
The syrinx haply none may scan	K
Of Pan	K
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In woods where waters break upon	N
The hush like some soft word	O
Where sun shot shadows shake upon	N
The moss who has not heard	O
No bird	O
The flute as breezy as a fan	K
Of Pan	K
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Far in where mosses lay for us	D
Still carpets cool and plush	P
Where bloom and branch and ray for us	D
Sleep waking with a rush	P
The hush	P
But sounds the satyr hoof a span	K
Of Pan	K
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O woods whose thrushes sing to us	D
Whose brooks dance sparkling heels	D
Whose wild aromas cling to us	D
While here our wonder kneels	D
Who steals	D
Upon us brown as bark with tan	K
But Pan	K
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III THE THORN TREE	C
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The night is sad with silver and the day is glad with gold	Q
And the woodland silence listens to a legend never old	Q
Of the Lady of the Fountain whom the faery people know	B
With her limbs of samite whiteness and her hair of golden glow	B
Whom the boyish South Wind seeks for and the girlish stepping Rain	R
Whom the sleepy leaves still whisper men shall never see again	S
She whose Vivien charms were mistress of the magic Merlin knew	G
That could change the dew to glowworms and the glowworms into dew	G
There's a thorn tree in the forest and the faeries know the tree	C
With its branches gnarled and wrinkled as a face with sorcery	C
But the Maytime brings it clusters of a rainy fragrant white	T
Like the bloom bright brows of beauty or a hand of lifted light	T
And all day the silence whispers to the sun ray of the morn	U
How the bloom is lovely Vivien and how Merlin is the thorn	U
How she won the doting wizard with her naked loveliness	D
Till he told her daemon secrets that must make his magic less	D
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How she charmed him and enchanted in the thorn tree's thorns to lie	E
Forever with his passion that should never dim or die	E
And with wicked laughter looking on this thing which she had done	V
Like a visible aroma lingered sparkling in the sun	V
How she stooped to kiss the pathos of an elf lock of his beard	W
In a mockery of parting and mock pity of his weird	W
But her magic had forgotten that 'who bends to give a kiss	D
Will but bring the curse upon them of the person whose it is'	D
So the silence tells the secret And at night the faeries see	D
How the tossing bloom is Vivien who is struggling to be free	D
In the thorny arms of Merlin who forever is the tree	D
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IV THE HAMADRYAD	W
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She stood among the longest ferns	D
The valley held and in her hand	W
One blossom like the light that burns	D
Vermilion o'er a sunset land	W
And round her hair a twisted band	W
Of pink pierced mountain laurel blooms	D
And darker than dark pools that stand	W
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Below the star communing glooms	D
Her eyes beneath her hair's perfumes	D
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I saw the moonbeam sandals on	N
Her flowerlike feet that seemed too chaste	W
To tread true gold and like the dawn	X
On splendid peaks that lord a waste	W
Of solitude lost gods have graced	W
Her face she stood there faultless hipped	W
Bound as with cestused silver chased	W
With acorn cup and crown and tipped	W
With oak leaves whence her chiton slipped	W
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Limbs that the gods call loveliness	D
The grace and glory of all Greece	D
Wrought in one marble shape were less	D
Than her perfection 'Mid the trees	D
I saw her and time seemed to cease	D
For me And lo I lived my old	W
Greek life again of classic ease	D
Barbarian as the myths that rolled	W
Me back into the Age of Gold	W

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