by Oscar Wilde
This winter air is keen and cold,
And keen and cold this winter sun,
But round my chair the children run
Like little things of dancing gold.
5 Sometimes about the painted kiosk
The mimic soldiers strut and stride,
Sometimes the blue–eyed brigands hide
In the bleak tangles of the bosk.
And sometimes, while the old nurse cons
10 Her book, they steal across the square,
And launch their paper navies
where Huge Triton writhes in greenish bronze.
And now in mimic flight they flee,
And now they rush, a boisterous band—
15 And, tiny hand on tiny hand,
Climb up the black and leafless tree.
Ah! cruel tree! if I were you,
And children climbed me, for their sake
Though it be winter I would break
Into spring blossoms white and blue!
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Select all the correct answers.
Which two themes are explored in the poem?
the fear of being lonely
the path of self-discovery
memories of the past
the importance of preserving nature
innocence of youth
memories of the past
innocence of youth