Excerpt from The Trees of Northeastern America

I said I will not walk with men to-day,

But I will go among the blessed trees, -

Among the forest trees I'11 take my way,

And they shall say to me what words they please.

And when I came among the trees of God,

With all their million voices sweet and blest,

They gave me welcome. So I slowly trod

Their arched and lofty aisles, with heart at rest.

Then all around me as I went,

Their loving arms they lightly bent,

And all around leaf-voices low

Were calling, calling soft and slow.

I could not fail to know

The words they whispered so,

Nor could I onward go

From words so sweet and low.

- From The Trees

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