What The Oak Thinks

" Oak-troo, are yon Bleeping r Inut Ínula liave burst their sheatli; Bed keys strow the frround beni ath Aíaples skyward i Oak-tree, what I stili lecpüig ? " Oak-tree, ym an [lile the èlms oro groen: Wby is kin y. □ rjueen ? ids dariugi raazxtíe weaxing." "y mÊp? I'ni ivearin, ■ ;! whüe tul elma are baro, 'Till the keen OctobRr air Walnut-leaves i liare genis I'U be woariug. "When the flower-stalks tender Bowed aad snapped ;uul withered lie, Thrn 7iiy scarirt can Wíth ite royal leedor Oives theni" coloring tender. " WJiat ií I 8ecm a'.eeping ? Ja it not wortli whüe to wait i'or such plory though 'tis late ? T!iouí,'1i I'm siïoTiCvT keepijag, "VVakiug follows sleeping." CjLliuipníps