I
saw in Louisiana a Live Oak Growing
- I
saw in Louisiana a live-oak growing,

- All
alone stood it, and the moss hung down from the branches;
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Without any companion it grew there, uttering joyous leaves
of dark green,
- And
its look, rude, unbending, lusty, made me think of myself;
- But
I wonderd how it could utter joyous leaves, standing alone
there, without its friend, its lover nearfor I knew I
could not;
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And I broke off a twig with a certain number of leaves upon
it, and twined around it a little moss,
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And brought it awayand I have placed it in sight in my
room;
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It is not needed to remind me as of my own dear friends,
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(For I believe lately I think of little else than of them;)
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Yet it remains to me a curious tokenit makes me think
of manly love;
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For all that, and though the live-oak glistens there in Louisiana,
solitary, in a wide flat space,
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Uttering joyous leaves all its life, without a friend, a lover,
near,
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I know very well I could not.
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