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SONNETS OF SEASONS: 1. SPRING, by                     Poet's Biography
First Line: Instead of thinking man were I a tree
Last Line: On each gnarled apple-tree the green earth bears.
Subject(s): Spring


Instead of thinking man were I a tree,
When barren Winter's snow-wrapped slumbers break
Upon a world of verdure, I'd awake
All blossoms sweet for nestling bird or bee.
As petals fell young fruit would cover me,
Warm-ripening in the sun, till Fall would shake
My shriveled leaves, from heavy branches take
The ruddy rounds and rock me drowsily.
But lordly man whose free intelligence
Exalts him master of the earth, may show
No flower in youth, no fruit as age appears.
God grant my free mind prove its high pretense,
Nor yield returns less sure than those that grow
On each gnarled apple-tree the green earth bears.





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