<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=354918" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Voice of the Swamp Oak</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Who hath lain him underneath <br> A lone oak by a lonely stream; <br>He hath heard an utterance breathe <br> Sadder than all else may seen. <br>Up in its dusk boughs out-tressing, <br> Like the hair of a giant’s head, <br>Mournful things beyond our guessing <br> Day and night are uttered. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Even when the waveless air <br> May only stir the lightest leaf, <br>A lowly voice keeps moaning there <br> Wordless oracles of grief. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">But when nightly blasts are roaming, <br> Lowly is that voice no more; <br>From the streaming branches coming <br> Elfin shrieks are heard to pour. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">While between the blast on-passing, <br> And the blast that comes as oft, <br>Mid those boughs, dark intermassing, <br> One long low wail pines aloft. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Till the listener surely deems <br> That some weird spirit of the air <br>Hath made those boughs the lute of themes <br> Wilder, darker than despair. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Darker than a woe whose morrow <br> Must be travelling to an end— <br>Wilder than the wildest sorrow <br> That in death hath still a friend; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Some lonely spirit that hath dwelt <br> For ages in one lonely tree— <br>Some weary spirit that hath felt <br> The burthen of eternity. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Charles+Harpur">Charles Harpur</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=354918" data-title="The Voice of the Swamp Oak de Charles Harpur" data-description="Who hath lain him underneath A lone oak by a lonely stream; He hath heard an utterance breathe Sadder than all else may seen. Up in its dusk boughs out-tressing, Like the hair of a giant’s head, Mournful things beyond our guessing Day..."></div> </div> </div>

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