“Woodman, spare that tree!
Touch not a single bough!
In youth it sheltered me,
And I 'll protect it now.”

“Loveliest of trees, the cherry now
Is hung with bloom along the bough.”

“Give me a land of boughs in leaf
A land of trees that stand;
Where trees are fallen there is grief;
I love no leafless land.”

“I am like a tree,
From my top boughs I can see
The footprints that led up to me.”

“The bud is on the bough again,
The leaf is on the tree.”

“Come to the sunset tree!
The day is past and gone;
The woodman’s axe lies free,
And the reaper’s work is done.”

“When a tree, a natural product, is felled, is society put into possession of no greater produce than that of the mere labour of the woodman?”

“I never see that prettiest thing-
A cherry bough gone white with Spring-
But what I think, "How gay 'twould be
To hang me from a flowering tree.”

“When men were scattered over the earth, protected by eaves or by the dug-out shelter of a cliff or by the trunk of a hollow tree, it was philosophy that taught them to build houses.”

“Love is flower like; Friendship is like a sheltering tree.”