Wednesday, June 11, 2014

The Oak - by Alfred Lord Tennyson


the oak tree thru the seasons
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 The Oak
by 
Alfred Lord Tennyson
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Live thy Life,
Young and old,
Like yon oak,
Bright in spring,
Living gold;

Summer-rich
Then; and then
Autumn-changed
Soberer-hued
Gold again.

All his leaves
Fall'n at length,
Look, he stands,
Trunk and bough
Naked strength.
  

Alfred Lord Tennyson (1809-1892)
 

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