THE ARBOR DAY LADY 
GO PLANT A TREE 
God, what a joy it is to plant a tree, 
And from the fallow earth to watch it rise, 
Lifting its emerald branches to the skies 
In silent adoration; and to see 
Its strength and glory waxing with each 
Spring; 
Yes, tis a goodly and gladsome thing, 
To plant a tree. 
Nature has many marvels; but a tree 
Seems more than marvelous. It is divine, 
So generous, so tender, so benign, 
Not garrulous, like the rivers; and yet free 
In pleasant converse with the winds and 
birds; 
Oh! privilege beyond explaining words, 
To plant a tree. 
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