The Hawthorn Tree
Not much to me is yonder lane Where I go every day; But when there's been a shower of rain And hedge-birds whistle gay, I know my lad that's out in France With fearsome things to see Would give his eyes for just one glance At our white hawthorn tree. * * * * * Not much to me is yonder lane Where he so longs to tread; But when there's been a shower of rain I think I'll never weep again Until I've heard he's dead.
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"Not much to me is yonder lane..."
Exploring the themes of classic, Siegfried Loraine Sassoon delivers a powerful performance in "The Hawthorn Tree"... ### Why We Love This Line At Linespedia, we believe that poetry is the ultimate sanctuary for the soul...