Even a tree has hope if cut,
It sprouts again with tender shoot;
Although in earth, grown old is root,
And die in dust, its stump and fruit.
Watered by rain, it lives again;
And puts young branches, not in vain;
Alas, when dies a man, then he,
Loses all vigor entirely.
What a fine comparison with the tree, that is better than a man. I find the whole poem superb in its expression.
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Even a tree has hope if cut, It sprouts again with tender shoot; Although in earth, grown old is root, And die in dust, its stump and fruit. Watered by rain, it lives again; And puts young branches, not in vain; Alas, when dies a man, then he, Loses all vigor entirely. What a fine comparison with the tree, that is better than a man. I find the whole poem superb in its expression.