Poems (Baldwyn)/The Mimosa Tree
THE MIMOSA TREE.
TO MY COUSIN HARRIET.
"It droops its branches whenever any one approaches it seeming as if it saluted those who retire under its shade."
Scott's Poems.
There is a tree whose murm'ring leaves Cease their bright gleaming in the air,While, softly bending, it receives The pilgrim as he wanders there.Dear friend, to thee I thus repair; Oh, shield me kindly with thy love;Near thee, bereft of grief and care, I rest, while thou dost smile above.
1856.