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Our years, our schoolhouse yards, and the resting places of our dead, 

 should not be neglected, but should be adorned with nature's own 

 beautifiers the trees. Bates. 



The tall oak, towering to the skies, 

 The fury of the wind defies, 

 From age to age, in virtue strong, 

 Inured to stand and suffer wrong. 



What earnest worker, with hand and brain, for the benefit of his 

 fellowmen, could desire a more pleasing recognition of his usefulness 

 than the monument of a tree, ever growing, ever blooming, and ever 

 bearing wholesome fruit ? Irving. 



Summer or winter, day or night, 



The woods are an ever new delight; 



They give us peace, and they make us strong, 



Such wonderful balms to them belong; 



So, living or dying, I'll take mine ease, 



Under the trees, under the trees. 



Stoddard. 



I shall speak of the trees as we see them, love them, adore them, in 

 the fields where they are alive, holding their green sunshades over our 

 heads, talking to us with their hundred thousand whispering tongues, 

 looking down on us with that sweet meekness which belongs to huge 

 but limited organism which one sees most in the patient posture, the 

 outstretched arms and the heavy drooping robes of these vast beings, 

 endowed with life, but not with soul which outgrow us and outlive us, 

 but stand helpless, poor things while nature dresses and undresses 



them. Holmes. 



There isn't a blossom under our feet 

 But has some teaching short and sweet 

 ""^ That is richly worth the knowing. 



When we plant a tree we are doing what we can to make our planet 

 a more wholesome and happier dwelling place for those who come after 

 us, if not for ourselves. Oliver Wendell Holmes. 



Give fools their gold and knaves their power; 



Let fortune's bubbles rise and fall ; 

 Who sows a field, or trains a flower, 



Or plants a tree, is more than all. 



Whittier. 



He who plants a tree, 



He plants love; 



Tents of coolness spreading out above 



Wayfarer?, he may not live to see 



Gifts that grow are best, 



Hands that_bless are blest ; 



Plant; life does the rest. 



Heaven and earth help him who plants a tree, 



And his work its own reward shall be. 



Larcom. 



