Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE TREE, by BJORNSTJERNE MARTINIUS BJORNSON Poet's Biography First Line: The tree's early leaf-buds were bursting their brown Last Line: Said the tree, while he bent down his laden boughs low. Subject(s): Holidays; Trees | ||||||||
THE Tree's early leaf-buds were bursting their brown; "Shall I take them away?" said the Frost sweeping down. "No, leave them alone Till the blossoms have grown," Prayed the Tree, while he trembled from rootlet to crown. The Tree bore his blossoms, and all the birds sung: "Shall I take them away?" said the Wind, as he swung. "No, leave them alone Till the berries have grown," Said the Tree, while his leaflets quivering hung. The Tree bore his fruit in the mid-summer glow: Said the girl, "May I gather thy berries now?" "Yes, all thou canst see: Take them; all are for thee," Said the Tree, while he bent down his laden boughs low. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE PROBLEM OF DESCRIBING TREES by ROBERT HASS THE GREEN CHRIST by ANDREW HUDGINS MIDNIGHT EDEN by JOSEPHINE JACOBSEN REFLECTION OF THE WOOD by LEONIE ADAMS THE LIFE OF TREES by DORIANNE LAUX THE BOY AND THE FLUTE by BJORNSTJERNE MARTINIUS BJORNSON |
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