by Alfred Joyce Kilmer (1886 - 1918), as Joyce Kilmer
Trees
Language: English
I think that I shall never see A poem lovely [as]1 a tree. A tree whose hungry mouth is prest Against the earth’s sweet flowing breast; A tree that looks at God all day, And lifts her leafy arms to pray; A tree that may in summer wear A nest of robins in her hair; Upon whose bosom snow has lain; Who intimately lives with rain. Poems are made by fools like me, But only God can make a tree.
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1 Stöhr: "like"
Researcher for this page: Johann Winkler
1 Stöhr: "like"
Text Authorship:
- by Alfred Joyce Kilmer (1886 - 1918), as Joyce Kilmer, "Trees" [author's text checked 1 time against a primary source]
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):
- by Dianne Goolkasian Rahbee (b. 1938), "Trees", op. 205 no. 3 [ voice and piano ], from Four Song Poems, no. 3 [sung text not yet checked]
- by Oscar Rasbach (1888 - 1975), "Trees", published 1922 [sung text checked 1 time]
- by Richard Stöhr (1874 - 1967), "Trees", op. 91 (Twelve Songs) no. 8 (1943-1944) [ voice and piano ], unpublished; manuscript at Saint Michael's College Archives and available in scanned form at the Petrucci Music Library [sung text checked 1 time]
- by Henk van der Vliet , "Trees", 1977, from 5 songs, no. 3 [sung text not yet checked]
Researcher for this page: Johann Winkler
This text was added to the website: 2021-09-12
Line count: 12
Word count: 81