Siegfried Sassoon (1886–1967). The Old Huntsman and Other Poems. 1918.
55. Dream-Forest
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Through towering woods my way
Goes winding all the day.
Beneath the bosky screen
And cage of golden gloom.
Few are the birds that call,
Shrill-voiced and seldom seen.
And light my footsteps fall,
The whispering runnels only
With blazing noon confer;
And comes no breeze to stir
The tangled thickets lonely.