THE LESSON OF A TREE 193 



UNDER THE GREENWOOD TREE 



BY WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE 



UNDER the greenwood tree 

 Who loves to lie with me, 

 And tune his merry note 

 Unto the sweet bird's throat 

 Come hither, come hither, come hither! 

 Here shall we see 

 No enemy 

 But winter and rough weather. 



Who doth ambition shun, 

 And loves to live i' the sun, 

 Seeking the food he eats, 

 And pleased with what he gets 

 Come hither, come hither, come hither! 

 Here shall he see 

 No enemy 

 But winter and rough weather. 



THE LESSON OF A TREE* 



BY WALT WHITMAN 



I SHOULD not take either the biggest or the most 

 picturesque tree to illustrate it. Here is one of my 

 favorites now before me, a fine yellow poplar, quite 



*From "Prose Works," published by David McKay, Phila- 

 delphia, Pa. 



