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Poem by Joanna Baillie


The Last Leaf


THOU last pale relic from yon widow'd tree,
Hovering awhile in air, as if to leave
Thy native sprig reluctant, how I grieve,
And heave the sigh of kindred sympathy,

That thou art fall'n!Чfor I too whilom play'd
Upon the topmost bough of youth's gay spring;
Have sported blithe on summer's golden wing;
And now I see my fleeting autumn fade.

Yet, "sear and yellow leaf," though thou and I
Thus far resemble, and this frame, like thee,
In the cold silent ground be doom'd to lie,
Thou never more will climb thy parent tree;

But I, through faith in my Redeemer, trust,
That I shall rise again, ev'n from the dust.



Joanna Baillie


Joanna Baillie's other poems:
  1. The Maid of Llanwellyn
  2. It Fell on a Morning Whan We Were Thrang
  3. Lines to a Parrot
  4. Hay-Making
  5. On Reading Walter ScotТs


Poems of the other poets with the same name:

  • Thomas Hardy The Last Leaf ("The leaves throng thick above")
  • Oliver Holmes The Last Leaf ("I saw him once before") 1836

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