Living
To be as this old elm full loth were I
From The Poems of William Watson (1893)
Living
To be as this old elm full loth were I,
That shakes in the autumn storm its palsied head.
Hewn by the weird last woodman let me lie
Ere the path rustle with my foliage shed.
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MLA
Watson, William. “To be as this old elm full loth were I.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/watson/87/.
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Watson, William. “To be as this old elm full loth were I.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/watson/87/.
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