C.D. Warner, et al., comp. The Library of the World’s Best Literature.
An Anthology in Thirty Volumes. 1917.
The Woodland
By Emanuel Geibel (1815–1884)
Translation of Charles Harvey Genung
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No path more, no trail!
Only murm’ring waters glide
Through tangled ferns and woodland flowers pale.
Ah, and under the great oaks teeming
How soft the moss, the grass, how high!
And the heavenly depth of cloudless sky,
How blue through the leaves it seems to me!
Here I’ll sit, resting and dreaming,
Dreaming of thee.