Under the greenwood tree
Who loves to lie with me,
And turn his merry note
Unto the sweet bird's throat,
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A beautifully penned intriguing poem that is a pleasure to read.
This write is of the birds enduring a hard winter and are pleased with the food they find..excellent write.. :)
I don't think so. I think it's about people sleeping rough and singing along with the birds.
This poem appeared in my daughter's Flags Unfurled reader. I am curious about the him and he pronoun in the poem. Who is it referring to? Any background information would be helpful.
My best guess is that it's anybody who answers the call to live out in the open, which the author certainly did not. I think it's sentimental fiction, romanticising the life of tramps etc Not a genre unique to W S.
Isn't it " tune his merry note" ?