THE DOJM OF THE DOMAIN.
Grow, grow, grow! As fast as them canst, 0 tree, But the tender leaves of the boughs that are lopped Will never come back to thee. Sigh, sigh, sigh, With the wind in the tops, yovmg oaks, For the vanished glow of the blooms that are lost By the axe of the dunderhead blokes. Wail, wail, wail, Deciduous ! Perennial boughs, No more shall your whispering leaflets Echo fond lovers' vows. Oh well for the cauonised crew, If they had been born afar, Oh well for the stately few That there was a J. B. K. And the blithesome years roll on, And summer and winter go, But the skeleton oaks must stand In their panoply of woe. It is not our feet will stray In their new umbrageous bowers ; Our children perchance may play 'Mid the tangled copses of flowers. So grow, grow, grow, A s fast as though canst oak tree ! But the shimmering shades of the leaves that are lopped Will never come back to me.
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Observer, Volume 1, Issue 9, 13 November 1880, Page 73
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173THE DOJM OF THE DOMAIN. Observer, Volume 1, Issue 9, 13 November 1880, Page 73
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