| John Bartlett (18201905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919. |
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| Henry Fothergill Chorley. (18081872) |
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| 1 | A song to the oak, the brave old oak, Who hath ruled in the greenwood long! |
| The brave old Oak. |
| 2 | Now gold hath sway; we all obey And a ruthless king is he; But he never shall send our ancient friend To be tost on the stormy sea. |
| The brave old Oak. |
| 3 | Then heres to the oak, the brave old oak, Who stands in his pride alone! And still flourish he, a hale green tree, When a hundred years are gone! |
| The brave old Oak. |
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