Loveliest of trees, the cherry now
A.E.Housman
1859 to 1936
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Fifty springs are little room,
Is hung with bloom along the bough,
Loveliest of trees, the cherry now
And stands about the woodland ride
Twenty will not come again,
And since to look at things in bloom
About the woodlands I will go
Now, of my threescore years and ten,
And stands about the woodland ride
Wearing white for Eastertide.
Fifty springs are little room,
And since to look at things in bloom
And take from seventy springs a score,
It only leaves me fifty more.
To see the cherry hung with snow.
Loveliest of trees, the cherry now
About the woodlands I will go
It only leaves me fifty more.
To see the cherry hung with snow.
Now, of my threescore years and ten,
Wearing white for Eastertide.
And take from seventy springs a score,
Is hung with bloom along the bough,
Twenty will not come again,