...Trees...
All ‘ye ‘who pass us s by or stay to rest Within the compass of our leafy shade, When in our summer raiment we are dressed More gloriously than princes are arrayed, Remember we're the roof tree of your home, Your board, your bed. We haft the axe and hoe. Your book, the busy. shuttle and the loom, The plough and spade to us their being owe. We warm your hearth when mghts are cold and dark We were-your cradle, and we shall be soon The litile ship, in which you must embark For that adventurous voyage beyond the moon, Then treat us kindly for the gifts we give. We die to serve you; love us while we live.
H. V.
BAINES
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Radio Record, Volume IV, Issue 28, 23 January 1931, Page 32
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123...Trees... Radio Record, Volume IV, Issue 28, 23 January 1931, Page 32
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