The Tree of Heaven
Bliss Carman
1861 to 1929
Young foreign-born ailanthus,
Because he grew so fast,
We scorned his easy daring
And doubted it would last.
But lo, when autumn gathers
And all the woods are old,
He stands in green and salmon,
A glory to behold!
Among the ancient monarchs
His airy tent is spread.
His robe of coronation
Is tasseled rosy red.
With something strange and Eastern,
His height and grace proclaim
His lineage and title
Is that celestial name.
This is the Tree of Heaven,
Which seems to say to us,
"Behold how rife is beauty,
And how victorious!"
Bliss Carman's The Tree of Heaven
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