The Oak
Read 'The Oak' by 'Alfred Lord Tennyson' and provide your summary and literary analysis in the comments section below.
Live thy life,
Young and old,
Like yon oak,
Bright in spring,
Living gold;
Summer-rich
Then; and then
Autumn-changed,
Soberer hued
Gold again.
All his leaves
Fall'n at length,
Look, he stands,
Trunk and bough,
Naked strength.
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