Friday, January 3, 2003
The Voice Comments
Rating: ★2.6
Safe in the magic of my woods
I lay, and watched the dying light.
Faint in the pale high solitudes,
And washed with rain and veiled by night,
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7/23/2025 2:22:06 PM # 1.0.0
One of my favourite poems of all time. I have known and recited this poem, and love the contrasts in the language. His silent reverie, as he observes the sunset and the peace and quiet of the woods, and his venom when his solitude is interrupted. Powerful and underrated.