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Th  at old familiar tree,
                    Whose glory and renown    5                 •  Is the poet a child or an adult? How can you tell?
                    Are spread o’er land and sea –              •  What kind of attachment does the poet have

                    And wouldst thou hew  it down?                 with the oak tree?
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                    Woodman, forbear  thy stroke!               •  How do you think the ‘glory and renown’ of
                                                                   the old tree have spread far and wide?
                    Cut not its earth-bound ties;
                                                                •  Why does the poet shed foolish tears and whose
                    Oh, spare that aged oak,
                                                                   forgiveness is he seeking?
                    Now towering to the skies!
                                                                •  How does the poet’s manner of speaking to the
                                                                   woodman change as the poem progresses?
                    When but an idle boy,

                    I sought its grateful shade;
                    In all their gushing  joy
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                    Here, too, my sisters played.
                    My mother kissed me here;
                    My father pressed my hand –

                    Forgive this foolish tear,
                    But let that old oak stand.


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                    My heartstrings  round thee cling,
                    Close as thy bark, old friend!
                    Here shall the wild-bird sing,
                    And still thy branches bend.
                    Old tree! the storm still brave!

                    And, woodman, leave the spot;
                    While I’ve a hand to save,
                    Th  y axe shall harm it not.











                                               George Pope Morris (1802–64) was a popular American poet and
                                               songwriter of his time. His poem ‘Woodman, Spare That Tree!’ was
                                               fi rst published in 1837 and set to music later. It is considered the fi rst
                                               environmental protest song.




                    5 renown: fame                                      8 gushing: enthusiastic
                    6 hew: chop                                          9 heartstrings: deepest feelings of love and compassion
                    7 forbear: hold back; spare
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