O suffering, sad humanity! O ye afflicted ones, who lie Steeped to the lips in misery, Longing, yet afraid to die, Patient, though sorely tried!
This is the forest primeval. The murmuring pines and the hemlocks, Bearded with moss, and in garments green, indistinct in the twilight, Stand like Druids of eld, with voices sad and prophetic, Stand like harpers hoar, with beards that rest on their bosoms. Loud from its rocky caverns, the deep-voiced neighboring ocean Speaks, and in accents disconsolate answers the wail of the forest.
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What this quote means
This quote reflects the beauty of the natural world and its profound, almost spiritual, connection to emotions and human experiences.
In this excerpt from Henry Wadsworth Longfellow's work, the poet vividly describes a mystical forest, drawing parallels between nature and ancient wisdom. The imagery conjured emphasizes the forest's majestic yet somber presence, evoking feelings of melancholy and reflection as it engages with the sounds of the nearby ocean. The personification of the forest and the ocean illustrates how nature communicates profound feelings, mirroring the human experience of sadness and contemplation.
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This quote can be used as an introduction to a nature-themed presentation.
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