Hear’st thou not murmurs which none else may hear?
Is not the forest’s shadow on thy dreams?
They call—wild voices call thee o’er the main,
Back to thy free and boundless woods again.
Hear them not! hear them not!—thou canst not find
In the far wilderness what once was thine!
Thou hast quaff’d knowledge from the founts of mind,
And gather’d loftier aims and hopes divine.
Thou know’st the soaring thought, the immortal strain—
Seek not the deserts and the woods again!