Loveliest of trees, the cherry now
Is hung with bloom along the bough,
And stands about the woodland ride
Wearing white for Eastertide.
Now, of my threescore years and ten,
Twenty will not come again,
And take from seventy springs a score,
It only leaves me fifty more.
And since to look at things in bloom
Fifty springs are little room,
About the woodlands I will go
To see the cherry hung with snow.
~ A. E. Housman
I publish this poem by A. E. Housman nearly every year at bluebonnet time, as a reminder.
The poem and a short analysis are found at Interesting Literature.
2 thoughts on “A. E. Housman: “Loveliest of Trees” in Bluebonnet Time”
Thank you. It’s perfect for today.
You’re welcome. It’s one of my favorites.
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