Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, TO A. E. HOUSMAN, by MARGARET ASH



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TO A. E. HOUSMAN, by            
First Line: Your fifty springs and seven more you saw
Last Line: Whose soul still lingers here in songs, too few?
Subject(s): Cherry Trees; Singing & Singers; Soul; Spring; Songs


Your fifty springs and seven more you saw
The blooming of your snow-hung cherry tree,
After you sang your "Loveliest of Trees,"
And singing, gave it immortality.

Singer, your songs are servant to our need
Who seek our way with heedless, blinded eyes
That cannot see till one with winged words
Of simple genius, leads where beauty lies.

Your tree has bloomed, the team has ploughed the field;
The poplars tremble by the brooks you knew;
The spring has come -- do you not hear her call,
Whose soul still lingers here in songs, too few?





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