Trees
Of all the trees in England, Her sweet three corners in, Only the Ash, the bonnie Ash Burns fierce while it is green. Of all the trees in England, From sea to sea again, The Willow loveliest stoops her boughs Beneath the driving rain. Of all the trees in England, Past frankincense and myrrh, There's none for smell, of bloom and smoke, Like Lime and Juniper. Of all the trees in England, Oak, Elder, Elm and Thorn, The Yew alone burns lamps of peace For them that lie forlorn.
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"Of all the trees in England,..."
Exploring the themes of classic, Walter De La Mare delivers a powerful performance in "Trees"... ### Why We Love This Line At Linespedia, we believe that poetry is the ultimate sanctuary for the soul...