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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
WINTER TREES ON THE HORIZON, by ALICE MEYNELL Poet Analysis Poet's Biography
First Line: O delicate! Even in wooded lands
Last Line: I soothe it with mine equal eyes.
Alternate Author Name(s): Meynell, Wilfrid, Mrs.; Thompson, Alice Christina
Subject(s): Trees
First Line: O delicate! Even in wooded lands
Last Line: I soothe it with mine equal eyes.
Alternate Author Name(s): Meynell, Wilfrid, Mrs.; Thompson, Alice Christina
Subject(s): Trees
ODELICATE! Even in wooded lands
They show the margin of my world,
My own horizon; little bands
Of twigs unveil that edge impearled.
And what is more mine own than this,
My limit, level with mine eyes?
For me precisely do they kiss --
The rounded earth, the rounding skies.
It has my stature, that keen line
(Let mathematics vouch for it).
The lark's horizon is not mine,
No, nor his nestlings' where they sit;
No, nor the child's. And, when I gain
The hills, I lift it as I rise
Erect; anon, back to the plain
I soothe it with mine equal eyes.
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