WOOD WALK AND HYMN.[421]
“Move along these shades
In gentleness of heart: with gentle hand
Touch—for there is a spirit in the woods.”—Wordsworth.
Father—Child.
Child. There are the aspens, with their silvery leaves
Trembling, for ever trembling; though the lime
And chestnut boughs, and those long arching sprays
Of eglantine, hang still, as if the wood
Were all one picture!