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THE OAK.
The oak, for grandeur, strength, and noble size,Excels all trees that in the forest grow;
From acorn small that trunk, those branches rise,
To which such signal benefits we owe.
Behold what shelter in its ample shade,
From noon-tide sun, or from the drenching rain!
And of its timber stanch vast ships are made,
To bear rich cargoes o'er the watery main.
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