The poem
Live thy life, Young and old, Like yon oak, Bright in spring, Living gold;
Summer-rich Then; and then Autumn-changed, Soberer hued Gold again.
All his leaves Fall'n at length, Look, he stands, Trunk and bough, Naked strength.
The Oak
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I loved this poem. I especially liked how Tennyson managed to keep each line rhyming and with only three beats in each line.