ALONELY fir tree is standing On a northern barren height; It sleeps, and the ice and snow-drift Cast round it a garment of white. It dreams of a slender palm-tree, Which far in the Eastern land Beside a precipice scorching In silent sorrow doth stand. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ON TALK OF PEACE AT THIS TIME by ROBERT FROST THE BAY FIGHT by HENRY HOWARD BROWNELL THE CELLO by RICHARD WATSON GILDER TO HELEN (2) by EDGAR ALLAN POE THE LAMENT OF THE FLOWERS by JONES VERY UNSUNG by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH |