"I'm weary of my lonely but And of its blasted tree, The very lake is like my lot, So silent constantly-- I've liv'd amid the forest gloom Until I almost fear-- When will the thrilling voices come My spirit thirsts to hear?"

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Source: Nathaniel Parker Willis (1856). “The poems, sacred, passionate, and humorous, of Nathaniel Parker Willis”, p.238

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Nathaniel Parker Willis was a 19th-century American writer known for his poetry and essays that beautifully captured themes of love and nature.

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