POET-TREE.
Oak, Caroline, fir yew I pine I O, willow, will yew not be mine ? Thy hazel eyes, thy tulips red. Thy ways, all larch, have turned my head ; Ail linden shadows by thy gate I cypress on my heart and wait ; Then gum ! beech cherished Caroline, We'U fly for elms of bliss divine:
0, spruce youn - " man! I cedar plan— Catalpa's money if you can ; You sumach ash, but not my heart, You're evergreen, so now depart ; You'd like to popular—that I see Birch, you walnut propose to me. Here's Pa ! 3'ou'll see hemlock the gate He maple-litely say "Tis late."
Locust that lovyer, while flew For elms before that parent's shoe ; He little thought a dogwood bite A make him balsam much that night, Hawthorney path he travelled o'er, And hts wns sick and sycamore.
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Temuka Leader, Issue 551, 12 July 1881, Page 2
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137POET-TREE. Temuka Leader, Issue 551, 12 July 1881, Page 2
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