Langitage Through Nature 



Lesson 128 



THE TREE 



THE Tree's early leaf-buds were bursting their 

 brown ; 

 " Shall I take them away?" said the Frost, sweep- 



ing down. 



"No, leave them alone 

 Till the blossoms have grown," 

 Prayed the Tree, while he trembled from rootlet to 

 crown. 



The Tree bore his blossoms, and all the birds sung: 

 "Shall I take them away?" said the Wind, as he 



swung. 



"No, leave them alone 

 Till the berries have grown," 

 Said the Tree, while his leaflets quivering hung. 



The Tree bore his fruit in the midsummer glow: 

 Said the girl, "May I gather thy berries now?" 

 "Yes, all thou canst see: 

 Take them; all are for thee," 



Said the Tree, while he bent down his laden 

 boughs low. 



Bjornstjerne Martinius Bjornson. 



