The Battle of Lovell’s Pond

In the quiet of the forest glades,
The battle rages—silent, bold;
Nature’s fury, pain cascades,
With colors red, and stories told.

The sun beats down on the glade of green,
As blossomed flowers sway and dance;
Amid the splendor, the unseen
Whispers of war and of chance.

• Henry Wadsworth Longfellow