a-little-bit-pre-raphaelite: O silent wood, I enter thee With a heart so full of misery For all the
a-little-bit-pre-raphaelite: O silent wood, I enter thee With a heart so full of misery For all the voices from the trees And the ferns that cling about my knees. - Extract from: The Silent Wood, Elizabeth Siddal At Rest in the Dark Wood, 1914, Kay Nielson -- source link