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God, what a joy it is to plant a tree, / And from the sallow earth to watch it rise, / Lifting its emerald branches to the skies / In silent adoration; and to see / Its strength and glory waxing with each spring. / Yes, 'tis a goodly, and a gladsome thing / To plant a tree.
Nature has many marvels; but a tree / Seems more than marvellous. It is divine. / So generous, so tender, so benign. / Not garrulous like the rivers; and yet free / In pleasant converse with the winds and birds; / Oh! privilege beyond explaining words, / To plant a tree.