Monday, September 22, 2008

Poem for Week Four

The Oak
by Alfred Lord Tennyson

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.


Cool resource for poetry: Classic Poetry Aloud

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