| J. C. Squire, ed. A Book of Womens Verse. 1921. | | | | A London Plane-Tree | | By Amy Levy (18611889) |
| | | GREEN is the plane-tree in the square, | |
| The other trees are brown; | |
| They droop and pine for country air, | |
| The plane-tree loves the town. | |
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| Here from my garret-pane I mark | 5 |
| The plane-tree bud and blow, | |
| Shed her recuperative bark, | |
| And spread her shade below. | |
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| Among her branches, in and out, | |
| The city breezes play; | 10 |
| The dull fog wraps her round about; | |
| Above, the smoke curls grey. | |
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| Others the country take for choice, | |
| And hold the town in scorn; | |
| But she has listend to the voice | 15 |
| On city breezes borne. | | | | |
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