Yield To The Night Poem

A Loveliest Tree - A.E. Housman

Loveliest of trees, the cherry now
Is hung with bloom along the bough,
And stands about the woodland ride
Wearing white for Eastertide.

Now of my threescore years and ten,
Twenty will not come again,
And take from seventy springs a score,
It only leaves me fifty more.

And since to look at things in bloom
Fifty springs are little room,
About the woodlands I will go
To see the cherry hung with snow


Parts of this poem are read out at various places during the film by Diana/ Mary as she stares the prospect of death in the face. This is the poem in full, a beautiful poem made even more beautiful from Diana's soft, delicate voice.