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Poetry of Joyce Kilmer
Trees and Other Poems


(For A. K. K.)

What distant mountains thrill and glow
 Beneath our Lady Folly's tread?
Why has she left us, wise in woe,
 Shrewd, practical, uncomforted?
We cannot love or dream or sing,
 We are too cynical to pray,
There is no joy in anything
 Since Lady Folly went away.

Many a knight and gentle maid,
 Whose glory shines from years gone by,
Through ignorance was unafraid
 And as a fool knew how to die.
Saint Folly rode beside Jehanne
 And broke the ranks of Hell with her,
And Folly's smile shone brightly on
 Christ's plaything, Brother Juniper.

Our minds are troubled and defiled
 By study in a weary school.
O for the folly of the child!
 The ready courage of the fool!
Lord, crush our knowledge utterly
 And make us humble, simple men;
And cleansed of wisdom, let us see
 Our Lady Folly's face again.