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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE LAURELS ARE LAID NOW, by MAY FOLWELL HOISINGTON
First Line: Who'll go with me a-nutting
Last Line: "the laurels are laid low."
Subject(s): Chestnut Trees; Laurels
First Line: Who'll go with me a-nutting
Last Line: "the laurels are laid low."
Subject(s): Chestnut Trees; Laurels
"Nous n'irons plus au bois,
Les lauriers sont coupes."
Who'll go with me a-nutting,
By ways we used to know;
Where chestnut-trees in bounty
Dropped opening burrs below?
Who'll wander with me hill-ward,
Through leaves of rustling brown,
To find the hickory shell-barks
In hundreds falling down?
Who'll gather gold persimmon,
By frost made sugar-sweet?
Who'll find the winter-cherries
And taste their amber meat?
O bygone fleetfoot comrades
Of halcyon long ago,
"We'll go no more a-roving,
The laurels are laid low."
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