Tapestry Trees.

Oak.     I am the Roof-tree and the Keel;     I bridge the seas for woe and weal.     Fir.     High o'er the lordly oak I stand,     And drive him on from land to land.     Ash.     I heft my brother's iron bane;     I shaft the spear, and build the wain.     Yew.     Dark down the windy dale I grow,     The father of the fateful Bow.     Poplar.     The war-shaft and the milking-bowl     I make, and keep the hay-wain whole.     Olive.     The King I bless; the lamps I trim;     In my warm wave do fishes swim.     Apple-tree.     I bowed my head to Adam's will;     The cups of toiling men I fill.     Vine.     I draw the blood from out the earth;     I store the sun for winter mirth.     Orange-tree.     Amidst the greenness of my night,     My odorous lamps hang round and bright.     Fig-tree.     I who am little among trees     In honey-making mate the bees.     Mulberry-tree.     Love's lack hath dyed my berries red:     For Love's attire my leaves are shed.     Pear-tree.     High o'er the mead-flowers' hidden feet     I bear aloft my burden sweet.     Bay.     Look on my leafy boughs, the Crown     Of living song and dead renown!