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Stedman and Hutchinson, comps. A Library of American Literature:
An Anthology in Eleven Volumes. 1891.
Vols. IX–XI: Literature of the Republic, Part IV., 1861–1889

“Thee, loved one, do the Rocks and Woodlands Sing”

By Theodore Parker (1810–1860)

[From his Note-Book in the possession of Mr. Frank B. Sanborn. Composed in the Winter of 1853–4.]

THEE, loved one, do the rocks and woodlands sing,

And thee the Pine-tree waves with in the snow;

I see thy face in earliest flowers of spring,

And feel thy kindness in the summer’s glow;

And, wander where I will, I inly know

That thou art with me still; and thy great heart

Stands, a green pine-tree in the waste of snow,

Whereto I flee, and hold myself apart

From all the wintry bitterness of Time;

And in thy presence I again am warm,

Nor fear the tempest in Life’s stormy clime,

But unafraid confront the wildest storm:

For thee the winter and the tempests sing,

And through the snow I feel the violets spring.