Doubt No More That Oberon

<title>Doubt No More That Oberon</title>
<h1>Doubt No More That Oberon</h1>
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Doubt no more that Oberon--
     Never doubt that Pan
     Lived, and played a reed, and ran
     After nymphs in a dark forest,
     In the merry, credulous days,--
     Lived, and led a fairy band
     Over the indulgent land!
     Ah, for in this dourest, sorest
     Age man's eye has looked upon,
     Death to fauns and death to fays,
     Still the dog-wood dares to raise--
     Healthy tree, with trunk and root--
     Ivory bowls that bear no fruit,
     And the starlings and the jays--
     Birds that cannot even sing--
     Dare to come again in spring!

        Edna St. Vincent Millay
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