Then here 's 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!
-- H. F. Chorley (1831-1872)
-- The Brave Old Oak
Who stands in his pride alone!
And still flourish he a hale green tree
When a hundred years are gone!
-- H. F. Chorley (1831-1872)
-- The Brave Old Oak
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