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THE PINE
Augusta Webster [1837-1894]
The elm lets fall its leaves before the frost,
The
very oak grows shivering and sere,
The trees are barren when the summer's
lost:
But one tree keeps its goodness all the year.
Green pine, unchanging as the days go by,
Thou art thyself beneath
whatever sky:
My shelter from all winds, my own strong pine,
'Tis spring,
'tis summer, still, while thou art mine.
From: Stevenson, Burton Egbert.
The Home Book of Verse.
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This collection assembled by Jone Johnson Lewis.
Collection © 1999-2002 Jone Johnson Lewis.
Citing poems from these pages:
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