第110章 IN THE WOOD

In the wood where shadows are deepest From the branches overhead,Where the wild wood-strawberries cluster And the softest moss is spread,I met to-day with a fairy,And I followed her where she led.

Some magical words she uttered,I alone could understand,For the sky grew bluer and brighter;While there rose on either hand The cloudy walls of a palace That was built in Fairy-land.

And I stood in a strange enchantment;

I had known it all before:

In my heart of hearts was the magic Of days that will come no more,The manic of joy departed,That Time can never restore.

That never,ah,never,never,Never again can be:-Shall I tell you what powerful fairy Built up this palace for me?

It was only a little white Violet I found at the root of a tree.