POETRY.

Evening Post, Volume LXVIII, Issue 134, 3 December 1904, Page 11

POETRY.

THE WOOD OF SILENCE. „ In tho Wood of Silence everything goes wrong. Very deep the shade is, and hushed with joyful song; The he ( irt sings on the highway and in the • field of sheaves. Who could lift a song to such a roof of ■ leaves? In the upland valley the lovers danced and sang, Down be&ide the river still their laughter ' rang. • Then they croased the cornfield, passed ' the white barred gate, And knew the Wood of Silence where the shadows wait. Once within its darkness came the sudden change, ■ • ' : Each, quick glancing sideways, found the other strange. They forgot the wind there and the sun above : In the. Wood of Silence comes the end of 1 love. ' . Out upon the roadway with the Wood , behind Still they felt its magic hold. their spirits ulind ; Though they strove with la'ugnter to mask ■ each, hidden thought, Nothing could unravel the spell the shadi * ows wrought. Not the failing sunset nor the falling light, As the hill they mounted, brought so deep a' night. Darkness all about them, darkness in the heart, Hand' in hand they journeyed, all a world apart. ' • t Neverm6re, together to stand as they had Stood,- • '" • • ' Watching' for >the dryads in the Enchant- , ,'cd Wood; • ' Or totread the winding road and hear the lark- above : lit the Wood of Silence came the end of love. ■• ' — E. C, in the London Athenreum.