THE TREE-LOVER
To woods by a May-wind shaken,
Full of the birds' replies!
Full of the birds' replies!
Paradise woods in Spring,
Scarcely than Earth's were sweeter;
Every leaf's on the wing,
All a-flutter, a-glitter.
Scarcely than Earth's were sweeter;
Every leaf's on the wing,
All a-flutter, a-glitter.
Paradise woods in commotion.
Tossed in a heavenly May;
After the bitter ocean,
Dear and homelike were they.
Tossed in a heavenly May;
After the bitter ocean,
Dear and homelike were they.
Lord of the world to be,
Build me no jasper palace,
But the young leaf on the tree,
And the young bloom on the trellis!
Build me no jasper palace,
But the young leaf on the tree,
And the young bloom on the trellis!
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