Classic Poem

Upon the graving of her Name upon a Tree in Barnelmes Walks

Alass! how barbarous are we,
Thus to requite the courteous Tree!
Who its broad shade affording us,
Deserv'd not to be wounded thus.
See how the yielding bark complyes
With our ingratefull injuries!
And Seing this, say how much then
Trees are more generous then Men;
Who, by a Nobleness so pure,
Can first oblige, and then endure.English