I too am partial to the shades of green Which seem to be redundant everywhere. That nature favors it is brightly seen, For every growing thing which she must wear; Time honors most of all that which endures, The green and growing things were first in life, With nature's nourishment the shade inures And on her bosom everywhere is rife; The Cause must choose expression through the earth -- Through animate -- inanimated things -- God's gift of green has proven of its worth By all the many blessings which it brings; If I were so inclined to worship gods, They'd be a tree -- a bush -- the flowers -- sods. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SECOND BOOK OF AIRS: 7. THE MEASURE OF BEAUTY by THOMAS CAMPION THE POET by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR BLOOD IS THICKER THAN WATER by WALLACE RICE THE WINGED WORSHIPPERS; ADDRESSED TO TWO SWALLOWS .. DURING SERVICE by CHARLES SPRAGUE INSCRIPTIONS: 2. FOR A STATUE OF CHAUCER AT WOODSTOCK by MARK AKENSIDE FELIX OPPORTUNITATE MORTIS by ALFRED AUSTIN AUNT FANNY; A LEGEND OF A SHIRT by RICHARD HARRIS BARHAM |