How gently rock yon poplars high Against the reach of primrose sky With heaven's pale candles stored.
How gently rock yon poplars high Against the reach of primrose sky With heaven's pale candles stored.
Tree of Liberty A tree set up by the people, hung with flags and devices, and crowned with a cap of liberty. The Americans of the United States planted poplars and other trees during the war of independence, 'as symbols of growing freedom.' The Jacobins in Paris planted their first tree of liberty in 1790. The symbols used in France to decorate their trees of liberty were tricoloured ribbons, circles to indicate unity, triangles to signify equality, and a cap of liberty. Trees of liberty were planted by the Italians in the revolution of 1848.
October's poplars are flaming torches lighting the way to winter.
I know a road that leads into a city, Also a lane that finds a cooling stream, Where ferns may look down at their green reflection And sway with the winds and dream and dream. I know a path that leads into a forest, Lined with purple shadows of the night, While poplars bend somewhere along a hilltop Ringing their silver bells in quick delight. I know a trail that dances over hill-tops Reaching high for clouds that sail the blue, But best I know a path that leads me homeward A lane that takes me home to friends and you.
Every life has its years in which one progresses as on a tedious and dusty street of poplars, without caring to know where he is.
Far in a western brookland That bred me long ago The poplars stand and tremble By Pools I used to know.
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