Nature

XVII. Who Robed the Woods?

XVII.

Who robed the woods,
The happy woods?
The frolicksome trees
Had shed their flowers and leaves
Their fantasies to please.
I scanned their bits, offended,
I threw them burrs and moss.
Thus the solemn hemlock stood;
Thus was fir-tree’s loss.

 

Her final draft (with interpretation), which was also amusing.

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