The House of the Trees
& Other Poems


by Ethelwyn Wetherald



 

In the Heart of the Woods



I LOST my heart in the heart of the woods;
     It stayed there through the day,
It stayed there through the solitudes
     Of a night with no moon ray.

Through the day so dusty, worn and sere

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     My heart was cool and free,
Through the wild night, tempest-tossed and drear,
     My heart slept peacefully.

I found my heart in the heart of the woods,
     I looked on it and smiled;

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And over it still the woodland broods,
     As a mother over her child. [Page 61]