Tennyson for Tuesday

I turned in a batch of paperbacks at the exchange this past weekend and was delighted to find the little bookshop has expanded its 'classic' section from a couple shelves to a couple bookcases worth. Found a copy of Tennyson's Idylls of the King and randomly opened it last night to find this sparklingly beautiful verse for the humble apple tree:

( Tennyson's 'Choric Song' part iii )

Just thought I'd share it. I am reminded of why Tennyson remains in my top-list of favorite poets ever.