Excerpt from Forest Notes

To The Forest

O Forest, dim mysterious rustling Forest,
The shelter of uncounted generations,
Where Life and Death war ever, each triumphant,
The sun above, and underneath the twilight,
Wherein is wrought the alchemy of seasons,
The dream, the song, the cruelty of Nature:

Where be the unremembered generations
That once were men, with pulses strong, triumphant,
But now are ghosts, conceived but in the twilight,
Who trod these woods, each for its few short seasons,
Singing its hymn to God or Gods of Nature,
And dropping like the leaves that strew the forest?

About the Publisher

Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com

This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully, any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.