I OFTEN pass a gracious tree Whose name I can't identify, But still I bow, in courtesy It waves a bough, in kind reply. I do not know your name, O tree (Are you a hemlock or a pine?) But why should that embarrass me? Quite probably you don't know mine. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...UTOPIA by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON PRESIDENT GARFIELD by GEORGE SANTAYANA GIVE ME THY HEART by ADELAIDE ANNE PROCTER INTROSPECTIVE by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI TWICE by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI STELLA'S BIRTHDAY, 1718 by JONATHAN SWIFT IDYLLS OF THE KING: TO THE QUEEN by ALFRED TENNYSON |