Stedman and Hutchinson, comps. A Library of American Literature:
An Anthology in Eleven Volumes. 1891.
Vols. IX–XI: Literature of the Republic, Part IV., 1861–1889
“Thee, loved one, do the Rocks and Woodlands Sing”
By Theodore Parker (1810–1860)[From his Note-Book in the possession of Mr. Frank B. Sanborn. Composed in the Winter of 1853–4.]
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And thee the Pine-tree waves with in the snow;
I see thy face in earliest flowers of spring,
And feel thy kindness in the summer’s glow;
And, wander where I will, I inly know
That thou art with me still; and thy great heart
Stands, a green pine-tree in the waste of snow,
Whereto I flee, and hold myself apart
From all the wintry bitterness of Time;
And in thy presence I again am warm,
Nor fear the tempest in Life’s stormy clime,
But unafraid confront the wildest storm:
For thee the winter and the tempests sing,
And through the snow I feel the violets spring.