Alfred Lord Tennyson

(6 August 1809 – 6 October 1892 / Lincoln / England)

The Oak - Poem by Alfred Lord Tennyson

Live thy Life,
Young and old,
Like yon oak,
Bright in spring,
Living gold;

Summer-rich
Then; and then
Autumn-changed
Soberer-hued
Gold again.

All his leaves
Fall'n at length,
Look, he stands,
Trunk and bough
Naked strength.


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 1, 2004



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