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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THESE PINES, by KATHARINE WASHBURN HARDING
First Line: The pines grow tall, their boughs wide-spread
Last Line: Will keep them in his heart, a shrine.
Subject(s): Pine Trees; Silence; Trees
First Line: The pines grow tall, their boughs wide-spread
Last Line: Will keep them in his heart, a shrine.
Subject(s): Pine Trees; Silence; Trees
The pines grow tall, their boughs wide-spread,
Beyond a pasture's level space,
In this dim silence shadows fall,
It seems a quiet, holy place.
These pines apart are not alone,
Their branches know the touch of wings,
They hear the wind's deep, cadenced breath,
The clean, cool sound that water brings.
The years sometimes will wreak their will
On every tall and tasseled pine,
But he who has the need of trees
Will keep them in his heart, a shrine.
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