<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=358481" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Future of Forestry</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">How will the legend of the age of trees<br>Feel, when the last tree falls in England?<br>When the concrete spreads and the town conquers<br>The country’s heart; when contraceptive<br>Tarmac’s laid where farm has faded,<br>Tramline flows where slept a hamlet,<br>And shop-fronts, blazing without a stop from<br>Dover to Wrath, have glazed us over?<br>Simplest tales will then bewilder<br>The questioning children, “What was a chestnut?<br>Say what it means to climb a Beanstalk,<br>Tell me, grandfather, what an elm is.<br>What was Autumn? They never taught us.”<br>Then, told by teachers how once from mould<br>Came growing creatures of lower nature<br>Able to live and die, though neither<br>Beast nor man, and around them wreathing<br>Excellent clothing, breathing sunlight –<br>Half understanding, their ill-acquainted<br>Fancy will tint their wonder-paintings<br>Trees as men walking, wood-romances<br>Of goblins stalking in silky green,<br>Of milk-sheen froth upon the lace of hawthorn’s<br>Collar, pallor in the face of birchgirl.<br>So shall a homeless time, though dimly<br>Catch from afar (for soul is watchfull)<br>A sight of tree-delighted Eden.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Clive+Staples+Lewis">Clive Staples Lewis</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=358481" data-title="The Future of Forestry de Clive Staples Lewis" data-description="How will the legend of the age of trees Feel, when the last tree falls in England? When the concrete spreads and the town conquers The country’s heart; when contraceptive Tarmac’s laid where farm has faded, Tramline flows where slept a hamlet,..."></div> </div> </div>

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