Rosemary and Pansies

<h2><SPAN name="THE_WOOD_FIRE" id="THE_WOOD_FIRE"></SPAN>THE WOOD FIRE</h2> <div class="poetry"> <div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> <span class="i0">O giant oak, majestic, dark, and old,<br/></span> <span class="i2">A hundred summers in the woodland vast,<br/></span> <span class="i2">From the rich suns that lit thy glories past,<br/></span> <span class="i0">In thy huge trunk thou storedst warmth untold;<br/></span> <span class="i0">Now, when the drifted snows the hills enfold,<br/></span> <span class="i2">And the wild woods are shaken in the blast,<br/></span> <span class="i2">O’er this bright hearth thou sendest out at last<br/></span> <span class="i0">The long-pent sunshine that thine heart did hold.<br/></span></div> <div class="stanza"> <span class="i0">Like thee, O noble oak-tree, I would store<br/></span> <span class="i2">From days of joy all beauty and delight,<br/></span> <span class="i2">All radiant warmth that makes life’s summer bright,<br/></span> <span class="i0">So that I may, when sunniest hours are o’er,<br/></span> <span class="i0">Still from my heart their treasured gleam outpour,<br/></span> <span class="i2">To cheer some spirit in its winter night.<br/></span> <span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="page_14" id="page_14">{14}</SPAN></span></div> </div></div> <div style="break-after:column;"></div><br />