Into the quiet woods
Come from the glare and heat
Of the paven street!
Out of the jar and fret
And the jangling noises!
Here sweet contentment broods;
Here Nature's voices
Make Memory's self forget
The cark and care, and lull
Life's warring sounds to stillness beautiful.

In the leaf-solitudes,
O welcoming woods,
What peace of silence broods!
The silence of soft sounds! The silken sweep
Of winds through branches deep;
The whir of wings; the squirrel's rustling leap;
The songs of birds-
Those untaught melodies too glad for words;
The water-lullabies; the speech
Of tree and leaf, each whispering to each;
The magic undefined
To heart and mind-
Come to the quiet woods-
The peaceful woods!