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I' try to paint a portrait, if you'll listen to my lay, Of a fine Old English specimen, whose locks are silvery grey, Yet still as young at heart he is, that heart's as free from gall, (And he's fond of sport of any sort) as the youngest 'mong them all. He's a fine Old English Forester, one of the olden time.