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    Trees and Other Poems
    Trees and Other Poems
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    Trees and Other Poems

    By Joyce Kilmer

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    TREES AND OTHER POEMS by Alfred Joyce Kilmer, American (New Jersey & New York) Poet -- 1886-1918.
    Edition of 1914.

    A number of these poems originally appeared in various periodicals.

    libreka classics – These are classics of literary history, reissued and made available to a wide audience.
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    LanguageEnglish
    Publisherlibreka classics
    Release dateMar 1, 2019
    ISBN9783742902290

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      Trees and Other Poems - Joyce Kilmer

      Title: Trees and Other Poems

      by Joyce Kilmer

      ISBN 978-3-7429-0229-0

      All rights reserved

      It is not permitted to reproduce or publish this work in whole or in part without prior written permission.

      TREES AND OTHER POEMS

      by Joyce Kilmer

      [Alfred Joyce Kilmer, American

      (New Jersey & New York) Poet — 1886-1918.]

      Edition of 1914.

      [A number of these poems originally appeared in various periodicals.]

      TREES AND OTHER POEMS

           "Mine is no horse with wings, to gain

            The region of the Spheral chime;

           He does but drag a rumbling wain,

            Cheered by the coupled bells of rhyme."

                                    Coventry Patmore

      To My Mother

           Gentlest of critics, does your memory hold

            (I know it does) a record of the days

            When I, a schoolboy, earned your generous praise

           For halting verse and stories crudely told?

           Over these childish scrawls the years have rolled,

            They might not know the world's unfriendly gaze;

            But still your smile shines down familiar ways,

           Touches my words and turns their dross to gold.

           More dear to-day than in that vanished time

            Comes your nigh praise to make me proud and strong.

           In my poor notes you hear Love's splendid chime,

            So unto you does this, my work belong.

           Take, then, a little gift of fragile rhyme:

            Your heart will change it to authentic song.

      CONTENTS

      To My Mother

      TREES AND OTHER POEMS

      The Twelve-Forty-Five

      Pennies

      Trees

      Stars

      Old Poets

      Delicatessen

      Servant Girl and Grocer's Boy

      Wealth

      Martin

      The Apartment House

      As Winds That Blow Against A Star

      St. Laurence

      To A Young Poet Who Killed Himself

      Memorial Day

      The Rosary

      Vision

      To Certain Poets

      Love's Lantern

      St. Alexis

      Folly

      Madness

      Poets

      Citizen of the World

      To a Blackbird and His Mate Who Died in the Spring

      The Fourth Shepherd

      Easter

      Mount Houvenkopf

      The House with Nobody in It

      Dave Lilly

      Alarm Clocks

      Waverley

      TREES AND OTHER POEMS

      The Twelve-Forty-Five

           (For Edward J. Wheeler)

           Within the Jersey City shed

           The engine coughs and

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