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C.D. Warner, et al., comp.  The Library of the World’s Best Literature.
An Anthology in Thirty Volumes.  1917.
 
From ‘The Woods of Westermain’
By George Meredith (1828–1909)
 
I
ENTER these enchanted woods,
  You who dare.
Nothing harms beneath the leaves
More than waves a swimmer cleaves.
Toss your heart up with the lark,        5
Foot at peace with mouse and worm,
  Fair you fare.
Only at a dread of dark
Quaver, and they quit their form:
Thousand eyeballs under hoods        10
  Have you by the hair.
Enter these enchanted woods,
  You who dare.
 
II
Here the snake across your path
Stretches in his golden bath:        15
Mossy-footed squirrels leap
Soft as winnowing plumes of Sleep:
Yaffles on a chuckle skim
Low to laugh from branches dim:
Up the pine, where sits the star,        20
Rattles deep the moth-winged jar.
Each has business of his own;
But should you distrust a tone,
  Then beware.
Shudder all the haunted roods,        25
All the eyeballs under hoods
  Shroud you in their glare.
Enter these enchanted woods,
  You who dare.
 
 
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