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2 Φεβ 2018 · Lyrics: I think I shall never see. A poem lovely as a tree. A tree whose hungry mouth is prest. Against the earth's sweet flowing breast; A tree that looks at God all day, And lifts her leafy arms to pray; A tree that may in summer wear. A nest of robbins in her hair; Upon whose bosom snow has lain; Who intimately lives with rain.
17 Ιουλ 2009 · Kilmer, Joyce, 1886-1918. Publication date. 1914. Topics. Poetry, Poetry, Modern, American poetry. Publisher. New York, George H. Doran Company. Collection. library_of_congress; americana.
10 Νοε 2020 · 75 pages 21 cm. Reprinted from various periodicals. The twelve-forty-five -- Pennies -- Trees -- Stars -- Old poets -- Delicatessen -- Servant girl and grocer's boy -- Wealth -- Martin -- The apartment house -- As winds that blow against a star -- St. Laurence -- To a young poet who killed himself -- Memorial day -- The rosary -- Vision -- To ...
"TREES" By Philolexian Alfred Joyce Kilmer CC ’08 I think that I shall never see A poem lovely as a tree. A tree whose hungry mouth is prest Against the sweet earth's flowing breast; A tree that looks at God all day, And lifts her leafy arms to pray; A tree that may in summer wear A nest of robins in her hair; Upon whose bosom snow has lain;
‘Trees’ by Joyce Kilmer contains a speaker’s impassioned declaration that no art can outdo one of God’s creations, especially not a tree. The poem begins with the speaker stating that he will never see a poem that is more beautiful than a tree.
By Joyce Kilmer. I think that I shall never see. A poem lovely as a tree. A tree whose hungry mouth is prest. Against the earth’s sweet flowing breast; A tree that looks at God all day, And lifts her leafy arms to pray; A tree that may in Summer wear. A nest of robins in her hair; Upon whose bosom snow has lain; Who intimately lives with rain.
1 Μαΐ 1995 · "Trees, and Other Poems by Joyce Kilmer" is a collection of poems written in the early 20th century. This anthology showcases Kilmer's appreciation for nature, spirituality, and the human experience, reflecting on both beauty and melancholy in life.
