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Joyce KilmerJoyce Kilmer (December 6, 1886-July 30, 1918), was an American poet; his best-known work is "Trees." The poem isn'table for its anthropomorphism. The tree in the poem presses its mouth to the earth's breast and looks at God and raises its leafy arms to pray. The poem was given a musical setting that was quite popular in the 1940s and 1950s.Kilmer was killed in action by a sniper during World War I and is buried in the Oise-Aisne Cemetery[?], Fere-en-Tardenois, France. External Links
He was always ready with his kindly
the ceremonies and religious observances of his neighbours. His familiar
about domestic affairs was untiring. The friends.html">friends who met him in the
questions of this kind followed one another from his lips:
"My dear friend, I am delighted to see you. Are quite well? How is
Madhu's son has got fever. How is he? Have you heard? And Hari Charan
matter with Rakkhal? And, er--er, how are the ladies of your family?"
Kailas Balm was spotlessly neat in his dress on all occasions, though
shirts and vests and coats and trousers carefully, and put them out in
on which he always sat. After airing them he would shake them, and brush
small room decent, and hinted that there was more in reserve if needed.
while. Then he would iron out his shirts and linen with his own hands,
receive his friends again.
Though Kailas Balm, as I have said, had lost all his landed property, he
sprinkling scented water, a filigree box for otto-of-roses, a small gold
and ancestral turban. These he had rescued with the greatest difficulty
bring them out in state, and thus try to save the world-famed
his daily speech he regarded it as a sacred duty, owed to his rank, to
trait in his character with kindly good-humour, and it gave them. All is still licensed under the GNU FDL.
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