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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=407909" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Fir-Tree and the Brook</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The Fir-Tree looked on stars, but loved the Brook! <br>"O silver-voiced! if thou wouldst wait, <br>My love can bravely woo." All smiles forsook <br>The brook's white face. "Too late! <br>Too late! I go to wed the sea. <br>I know not if my love would curse or bless thee. <br>I may not, dare not, tarry to caress thee, <br>Oh, do not follow me! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The Fir-Tree moaned and moaned till spring; <br>Then laughed in manic joy to feel <br>Early one day, the woodsmen of the King <br>Sign him with a sign of burning steel, <br>The first to fall. "Now flee <br>Thy swiftest, Brook! Thy love may curse or bless me, <br>I care not, if but once thou dost caress me, <br>O Brook, I follow thee! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">All torn and bruised with mark of adze and chain, <br>Hurled down the dizzy slide of sand, <br>Tossed by great waves in ecstsy of pain, <br>And rudely thrown at last to land, <br>The Fir-Tree heard: "Oh, see <br>With what fierce love it is I must caress thee! <br>I warned thee I might curse, and never bless thee, <br>Why didst thou follow me? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">All stately set with spar and brace and rope, <br>The Fir-Tree stood and sailed and sailed. <br>In wildest storm when all the ship lost hope, <br>The Fir-Tree never shook nor quailed, <br>Nor ceased from saying, "Free <br>Art thou, O Brook! But once thou hast caressed me; <br>For life, for death, thy love has cursed or blessed me; <br>Behold, I follow thee!" </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Lost in a night, and no man left to tell, <br>Crushed in the giant iceberg's play, <br>The ship went down without a song, a knell. <br>Still drifts the Fir-Tree night and day, <br>Still moans along the sea <br>A voice: "O Fir-Tree! thus must I possess thee; <br>Eternally, brave love, will I caress thee, <br>Dead for the love of me!"</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Helen+Hunt+Jackson">Helen Hunt Jackson</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=407909" data-title="The Fir-Tree and the Brook de Helen Hunt Jackson" data-description="The Fir-Tree looked on stars, but loved the Brook! "O silver-voiced! if thou wouldst wait, My love can bravely woo." All smiles forsook The brook's white face. "Too late! Too late! I go to wed the sea. I know not if my love wou..."></div> </div> </div>
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