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Under The Greenwood Tree

Rating: 3.3

Under the greenwood tree
Who loves to lie with me,
And turn his merry note
Unto the sweet bird's throat,
Come hither, come hither, come hither:
Here shall he see
No enemy
But winter and rough weather.

Who doth ambition shun,
And loves to live i' the sun,
Seeking the food he eats,
And pleas'd with what he gets,
Come hither, come hither, come hither:
Here shall he see
No enemy
But winter and rough weather.

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COMMENTS OF THE POEM
* Sunprincess * 18 October 2012

This write is of the birds enduring a hard winter and are pleased with the food they find..excellent write.. :)

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Stephen W 18 April 2015

I don't think so. I think it's about people sleeping rough and singing along with the birds.

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Carolynn Barker 26 June 2006

This poem appeared in my daughter's Flags Unfurled reader. I am curious about the him and he pronoun in the poem. Who is it referring to? Any background information would be helpful.

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Stephen W 18 April 2015

My best guess is that it's anybody who answers the call to live out in the open, which the author certainly did not. I think it's sentimental fiction, romanticising the life of tramps etc Not a genre unique to W S.

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Ratnakar Mandlik 12 March 2016

A beautifully penned intriguing poem that is a pleasure to read.

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Geoffrey 11 May 2020

Isn't it " tune his merry note" ?

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Shaun Cronick 28 March 2020

Terrific and superb William.

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Fantone Mdala 22 May 2019

Spectacular use of words and style. Thanks for sharing. Check out my poems and give me a review after reading through

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Chandrapal Singh Rao 29 March 2019

Good brilliant.....

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Humaira Safin 09 March 2019

Tnx A Lot

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