William Morris

(1834 - 1896 / England)

The Forest - Poem by William Morris

Pear-tree.

By woodman’s edge I faint and fail;
By craftsman’s edge I tell the tale.

Chestnut-tree.

High in the wood, high o’er the hall,
Aloft I rise when low I fall.

Oak-tree.

Unmoved I stand what wind may blow.
Swift, swift before the wind I go.


Comments about The Forest by William Morris

  • Margaret O Driscoll (3/24/2016 5:17:00 PM)


    Simply short and descriptive (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, April 13, 2010



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