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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
USES, by EDITH WHARTON Poet's Biography
First Line: Ah, from the niggard tree of time
Last Line: With june's forgotten scent.
Subject(s): Time
First Line: Ah, from the niggard tree of time
Last Line: With june's forgotten scent.
Subject(s): Time
AH, from the niggard tree of Time
How quickly fall the hours!
It needs no touch of wind or rime
To loose such facile flowers.
Drift of the dead year's harvesting,
They clog to-morrow's way,
Yet serve to shelter growths of Spring
Beneath their warm decay.
Or, blent by pious hands with rare
Sweet savors of content,
Surprise the soul's December air
With June's forgotten scent.
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