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THE TREES OF LIFE.

THE city belles in Autumn
Their gayest garments don;
In Autumn, too, the forests
Put brighter vesture on.
At night in snowy linen
The ladies sink to sleep;
In winter 'neath the snow-drifts
The trees seem slumbering deep.
Oh! loves and leaves—among you
A man must walk with care;
How soon we're lost in forests!
How soon 'mong ladies fair!