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Rh See, now the Knight arrives where erst an oak Dan Æols blustering stormes did long repell, Till witchd it was, when by an headlong shock, As the hoar fathers of the village tell, With horrid crash on All Saints eve it fell: But from its trunk soon sprouting saplings rose, And round the parent stock did shadowy swell; Now, aged trees, they bend their twisted boughs, And by their moss-greene roots invite the swains repose.

Here on a bending knare he pensive leans, And round the various lawnskepe raunge his eyes: There stretch the corny fieldes in various greens, Farre as the sight: there, to the peaceful skyes The darkning pines and dewy poplars rise: Behind the wood a dark and heathy lea, With sheep faire spotted, farre extended lies, With here and there a lonlie blasted tree; And from between two hills appears the duskie sea.