Raiment Poem by John Bannister Tabb

Raiment



'How beautiful your feathers be!'
The Redbird sang to the Tulip-tree,
New garbed in autumn gold.
'Alas!' the bending branches sighed,
'They cannot like your leaves abide
To keep us from the cold!'

Thursday, September 2, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: autumn,branches,leaves,tree
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