IN THE HEART OF THE WOODS.

IN THE HEART OF THE WOODS.
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In the heart of the woods there is love.
I know, for I found!
There’s a carpet spread down for your feet,
There are fragrances, lulling and sweet,
There are posies abloom all around,
And a banner of blue floats above.
In the heart of the woods there is song.
I know, for I heard!
There’s a harmony flung on the air,
There are flashes of tune debonnair,
And the witness of many a bird,
In the chorus both constant and strong.

In the heart of the woods there is rest.
I know, to my gain!
There’s a moss-covered couch for repose,
There’s a mantle, the kindly sun throws,
And a soul may be emptied of pain
At the fountain of Nature’s fair breast.
-Alice Carey.