Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE NOBLE OLD ELM, by JAMES WHITCOMB RILEY Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: O big old tree, so tall an' fine Last Line: "but shade belongs to you an' me." Alternate Author Name(s): Johnson Of Boone, Benj. F. Subject(s): Children; Neighbors; Trees; Childhood | ||||||||
O BIG Old Tree, so tall an' fine, Where all us childern swings an' plays, Though neighbers says you're on the line Between Pa's house an' Mr. Gray's, -- Us childern used to almost fuss, Old Tree, about you when we'd play. We'd argy you belonged to us, An' them Gray-kids the other way! Till Elsie, one time she wuz here An' playin' wiv us -- Don't you mind, Old Mister Tree? -- an' purty near She scolded us the hardest kind Fer quar'llin' 'bout you thataway, An' say she'll find -- ef we'll keep still -- Whose tree you air fer shore, she say, An' settle it fer good, she will! So all keep still: An' nen she gone An' pat the Old Tree, an' says she, -- "Whose air you, Tree?" an' nen let on Like she's a-list'nin' to the Tree, -- An' nen she say, "It's settled, -- 'cause The Old Tree says he's all our tree -- His trunk belongs to bofe your Pas, But shade belongs to you an' me." | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE THREE CHILDREN by JOSEPHINE JACOBSEN CHILDREN SELECTING BOOKS IN A LIBRARY by RANDALL JARRELL COME TO THE STONE ... by RANDALL JARRELL THE LOST WORLD by RANDALL JARRELL A SICK CHILD by RANDALL JARRELL CONTINENT'S END by ROBINSON JEFFERS ON THE DEATH OF FRIENDS IN CHILDHOOD by DONALD JUSTICE THE POET AT SEVEN by DONALD JUSTICE A BOY'S MOTHER by JAMES WHITCOMB RILEY |
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