Rippling through thy branches goes the sunshine, Among thy leaves that palpitate forever, And in the sea, a pining nymph had prisoned The soul, once of some tremulous inland river, Quivering to tell her woe, but ah! dumb, dumb forever.


The Poetical Works of James Russell Lowell, The Birch Tree, Houghton, Mifflin and Company. 1890

James Russell Lowell Quotes

Rippling through thy branches goes the sunshine, Among thy leaves that palpitate forever, And in the sea, a pining nymph had prisoned The soul, once...

Rippling through thy branches goes the sunshine, Among thy leaves that palpitate forever, And in the sea, a pining nymph had prisoned The soul, once...

Rippling through thy branches goes the sunshine, Among thy leaves that palpitate forever, And in the sea, a pining nymph had prisoned The soul, once...

Rippling through thy branches goes the sunshine, Among thy leaves that palpitate forever, And in the sea, a pining nymph had prisoned The soul, once...