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4 Οκτ 2023 · 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;
TREES. by: Joyce Kilmer (1886-1918) 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.
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.
Trees. Joyce Kilmer. 1886 –. 1918. 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;
“Trees” is a short devotional poem written by the Catholic poet and essayist Joyce Kilmer. The premise of this deceptively simple work is that no poem could ever be as lovely as a tree. In six tightly structured couplets, the speaker develops this basic idea into a powerful meditation on nature and faith.
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.
28 Απρ 2023 · Trees. 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.
