The Master and the Leaves by Thomas Hardy
The Master and the Leaves by Thomas Hardy

The Master and the Leaves

Thomas Hardy * Track #92 On Late Lyrics and Earlier, With Many Other Verses

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Album Late Lyrics and Earlier, With Many Other Verses

The Master and the Leaves by Thomas Hardy

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Thomas Hardy

The Master and the Leaves Annotated

I

We are budding, Master, budding,
&nbsp We of your favourite tree;
March drought and April flooding
&nbsp Arouse us merrily,
Our stemlets newly studding;
&nbsp And yet you do not see!

II

&nbspWe are fully woven for summer
In stuff of limpest green,
The twitterer and the hummer
&nbsp Here rest of nights, unseen,
While like a long-roll drummer
&nbsp The nightjar thrills the treen.

III

We are turning yellow, Master,
&nbsp And next we are turning red,
And faster then and faster
&nbsp Shall seek our rooty bed,
All wasted in disaster!
&nbsp But you lift not your head.

IV

- “I mark your early going,
&nbsp And that you’ll soon be clay,
I have seen your summer showing
&nbsp As in my youthful day;
But why I seem unknowing
&nbsp Is too sunk in to say!”

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