Poems with rhymes of pine

Cedar of Maine and Georgia pine
Here together shall combine.

And a blackbird tries over old airs in the pine,
But the moon is a sorry one, sad the bird's tune,
For this spot is unknown to that Heartmate of mine.

The seven sister-poplars who go softly in a line;
And I think my heart is whiter for its parley with a star
That trembled out at nightfall and hung above the pine.

An outcast it must pine.
And from thy bosom outcast
Am I, dear lady mine.

Never toss a pine;
Should you heed my words, my dear,
You're no blood of mine!

Tar, yet in embryo in the pine,
Shall run on Tories' backs to shine;

How do I yearn, how do I pine
For the time of flowers to come,
And turn me from that fading shine

And as the white stars shine
On the dark Norway pine,

"Kindly youth, I never can be thine!
'Tis my sister they intend for thee.
When I in the silent cloister pine,

A hope, to sing by gladly ? or a fine
Sad memory, with thy songs to interfuse ?
A shade, in which to sing--of palm or pine ?

Joy & Woe are woven fine,
A Clothing for the Soul divine;
Under every grief & pine

Children ,you may dine
On the golden smell of broom
And the shade of pine;

Throughout these gracious paths of mine
All day there should be free access
For stricken hearts and lives that pine;

Thy fowers, and keep them where they shall not pine.
Instruct thine eyes to keep their colors true,
And tell thy soul their roots are left in mine.

Lord of our far-flung battle-line—
Beneath whose awful Hand we hold
Dominion over palm and pine—

He has taken my little parrakeets that nest beneath the Line,
He has stripped my rails of the shaddock-frails and the green unripened pine;

To twilight parks of beech and pine,
High over the river intervals,
Above the ploughman's highest line,

For thee to pass; the votive tapers shine;
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Like rooks that haunt Ravenna's groves of pine

Christmas in lands of the fir-tree and pine,
Christmas in lands of the palm-tree and vine,

A hope, to sing by gladly? or a fine
Sad memory, with thy songs to interfuse?
A shade, in which to sing—of palm or pine?