From Goethe Poem by Robert Laurence Binyon
From Goethe
Rating: ★2.7
Peace is perfect over
All the hills.
Scarce wilt thou discover
A breath, so still's
Every tree.
The woods are silent; birds have hushed their song.
Wait but thou; ere long
Peace comes to thee.
Tuesday, August 31, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: birds,peace,woods
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