<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=373470" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Wood By The Sea</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I DWELL in the wood that is dark and kind<br>But afar off tolls the main,<br>Afar, far off I hear the wind,<br>And the roving of the rain.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The shade is dark as a palmer's hood,<br>The air with balm is bland:<br>But I wish the trees that breathe in the wood<br>Were ashes in God's hand.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The pines are weary of holding nests,<br>Are aweary of casting shade;<br>Wearily smoulder the resin crests<br>In the pungent gloom of the glade.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Weary are all the birds of sleep,<br>The nests are weary of wings,<br>The whole wood yearns to the swaying deep,<br>The mother of restful things.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The wood is very old and still,<br>So still when the dead cones fall,<br>Near in the vale or away on the hill,<br>You can hear them one and all.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And their falling wearies me;<br>If mine were the will of God,–oh, then<br>The wood should tramp to the sounding sea,<br>Like a marching army of men!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But I dwell in the wood that is dark and kind,<br>Afar off tolls the main;<br>Afar, far off I hear the wind<br>And the roving of the rain.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Duncan+Campbell+Scott">Duncan Campbell Scott</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=373470" data-title="The Wood By The Sea de Duncan Campbell Scott" data-description="I DWELL in the wood that is dark and kind But afar off tolls the main, Afar, far off I hear the wind, And the roving of the rain. The shade is dark as a palmer's hood, The air with balm is bland: But I wish the trees that breathe in the wood Were..."></div> </div> </div>

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