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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=454900" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Tree</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=454900" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">IN the dim woods, one tree<br>Was by the cunning seasons builded fair<br>With the rain's masonry<br>And delicate craft of air.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=454900" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Unknown of anyone,<br>She was the wind's green daughter. Her the dove<br>Made, between leaf and sun,<br>His murmuring house of love.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=454900" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Quiet as a seemly thought<br>Her infinite strength of shade she stretched around.<br>Peace like a spell she wrought<br>On that encloséd ground.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=454900" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Bred of such lowly stuff,–<br>Blown mast, a sheltering day, a tender night,–<br>Now stars seem kin enough<br>To company her height.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=454900" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">She knows not whence she grew.<br>So in my heart, from some forgotten seed,<br>The lovely thought of you<br>Towered to the lovelier need.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Marjorie+Lowry+Christie+Pickthall">Marjorie Lowry Christie Pickthall</a></strong></div>