| The Faery Forest by Sara Teasdale |
| From Helen of Troy and Other Poems Part III |
The faery forest glimmered
Beneath an ivory moon,
The silver grasses shimmered
Against a faery tune.
Beneath the silken silence
The crystal branches slept,
And dreaming thro' the dew-fall
The cold white blossoms wept.
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