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Boughs of the pine and stars between, / In woods where shadows fill the air, / Oh, who may rest that once has been / A shadow there?
Sounds of the night and tears between, / The grey owl hooting, dimly heard; / Can footsteps reach those lands unseen, / Or wings of bird?
Days of the years and worlds between, / Still through the boughs the stars may burn, / The heart may break for lands unseen, / For woods wherein its life has been, / But not return.