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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=420825" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Wood Giant</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">From Alton Bay to Sandwich Dome,<br>From Mad to Saco river,<br>For patriarchs of the primal wood<br>We sought with vain endeavor.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And then we said: 'The giants old<br>Are lost beyond retrieval;<br>This pygmy growth the axe has spared<br>Is not the wood primeval.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Look where we will o'er vale and hill,<br>How idle are our searches<br>For broad-girthed maples, wide-limbed oaks,<br>Centennial pines and birches.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Their tortured limbs the axe and saw<br>Have changed to beams and trestles;<br>They rest in walls, they float on seas,<br>They rot in sunken vessels.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'This shorn and wasted mountain land<br>Of underbrush and boulder,--<br>Who thinks to see its full-grown tree<br>Must live a century older.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">At last to us a woodland path,<br>To open sunset leading,<br>Revealed the Anakim of pines<br>Our wildest wish exceeding.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Alone, the level sun before;<br>Below, the lake's green islands;<br>Beyond, in misty distance dim,<br>The rugged Northern Highlands.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Dark Titan on his Sunset Hill<br>Of time and change defiant<br>How dwarfed the common woodland seemed,<br>Before the old-time giant!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">What marvel that, in simpler days<br>Of the world's early childhood,<br>Men crowned with garlands, gifts, and praise<br>Such monarchs of the wild-wood?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">That Tyrian maids with flower and song<br>Danced through the hill grove's spaces,<br>And hoary-bearded Druids found<br>In woods their holy places?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">With somewhat of that Pagan awe<br>With Christian reverence blending,<br>We saw our pine-tree's mighty arms<br>Above our heads extending.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We heard his needles' mystic rune,<br>Now rising, and now dying,<br>As erst Dodona's priestess heard<br>The oak leaves prophesying.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Was it the half-unconscious moan<br>Of one apart and mateless,<br>The weariness of unshared power,<br>The loneliness of greatness?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">O dawns and sunsets, lend to him<br>Your beauty and your wonder!<br>Blithe sparrow, sing thy summer song<br>His solemn shadow under!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Play lightly on his slender keys,<br>O wind of summer, waking<br>For hills like these the sound of seas<br>On far-off beaches breaking,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And let the eagle and the crow<br>Find shelter in his branches,<br>When winds shake down his winter snow<br>In silver avalanches.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The brave are braver for their cheer,<br>The strongest need assurance,<br>The sigh of longing makes not less<br>The lesson of endurance.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=John+Greenleaf+Whittier">John Greenleaf Whittier</a><div class=q>
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From Mad to Saco river,
For patriarchs of the primal wood
We sought with vain endeavor.

And then we said: 'The giants old
Are lost beyond retrieval;
This pygmy growth the axe has spared
Is not the wood primeval.

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