Oh, the charm of idle dreaming <br />Where the dappled shadows dance, <br />All the leafy aisles are teeming <br />With the lure of old romance! <br /> <br />Down into the forest dipping, <br />Deep and deeper as we go, <br />One might fancy dryads slipping <br />Where the white-stemmed birches grow. <br /> <br />Lurking gnome and freakish fairy <br />In the fern may peep and hide . . . <br />Sure their whispers low and airy <br />Ring us in on every side! <br /> <br />Saw you where the pines are rocking <br />Nymph's white shoulder as she ran? <br />Lo, that music faint and mocking, <br />Is it not a pipe of Pan? <br /> <br />Hear you that elusive laughter <br />Of the hidden waterfall? <br />Nay, a satyr speeding after <br />Ivy-crowned bacchanal. <br /> <br />Far and farther as we wander <br />Sweeter shall our roaming be, <br />Come, for dim and winsome yonder <br />Lies the path to Arcady!<br /><br />Lucy Maud Montgomery<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-forest-path/
