Where the Forest Murmurs _BY THE SAME AUTHOR._ PHARAIS: A Romance of the Isles. THE MOUNTAIN LOVERS: A Romance. THE SIN-EATER, and other Tales. THE WASHER OF THE FORD. REISSUE SHORTER TALES, with others. I. Spiritual Tales. II. Barbaric Tales. III. Tragic Romances. (_Reissued by David Nutt._) THE LAUGHTER OF PETERKIN: Old Celtic Tales Retold. FROM THE HILLS OF DREAM: Poems. THE DOMINION OF DREAMS. THE DIVINE ADVENTURE. THE WINGED DESTINY. _To appear Shortly._ TORCHES OF LOVE AND DEATH: Poems Old and New. THE IMMORTAL HOUR: Two Dramas and a Fragment. WHERE THE FOREST MURMURS. NATURE ESSAYS. BY FIONA MACLEOD ‘There through the branches go the ravens of unresting thought.’--W. B. YEATS. LONDON: PUBLISHED AT THE OFFICES OF ‘COUNTRY LIFE,’ LTD. TAVISTOCK STREET, COVENT GARDEN, W.C., & BY GEORGE NEWNES, LTD. SOUTHAMPTON STREET, STRAND, W.C. NEW YORK: CHARLES SCRIBNERS’ SONS MCMVI [Illustration: “To live in beauty--which is put into four words all the dreams and spiritual efforts of the soul of man.” Fiona Macleod.] [Illustration: Who plays the Song of Songs upon the Hills of Dream? It is said Love is that need-player, for There is no song like his. But today I saw one, on these still garths of shadow and silence, who put a hollow reed to his lips and played a white spell of beauty. Then I knew Love and Sorrow to be one, as in the old myth of Oengus of the White Birds and The Grey Shadows. (F. M.)] [Illustration: “The network of words is like a big forest: it is the cause of curious wanderings.” Indian Saying] TO MR. P. ANDERSON GRAHAM