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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=117914" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Song of the Oak</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The Druids waved their golden knives<br>And danced around the Oak<br>When they had sacrificed a man;<br>But though the learned search and scan<br>No single modern person can<br>Entirely see the joke.<br>But though they cut the throats of men<br>They cut not down the tree,<br>And from the blood the saplings spring<br>Of oak-woods yet to be.<br> But Ivywood, Lord Ivywood,<br> He rots the tree as ivy would,<br> He clings and crawls as ivy would<br> About the sacred tree.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">King Charles he fled from Worcester fight<br>And hid him in the Oak;<br>In convent schools no man of tact<br>Would trace and praise his every act,<br>Or argue that he was in fact<br>A strict and sainted bloke.<br>But not by him the sacred woods<br>Have lost their fancies free,<br>And though he was extremely big<br>He did not break the tree.<br> But Ivywood, Lord Ivywood,<br> He breaks the tree as ivy would,<br> And eats the woods as ivy would<br> Between us and the sea.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Great Collingwood walked down the glade<br>And flung the acorns free,<br>That oaks might still be in the grove<br>As oaken as the beams above,<br>When the great Lover sailors love<br>Was kissed by Death at aea.<br>But though for him the oak-trees fell<br>To build the oaken ships,<br>The woodman worshipped what he smote<br>And honoured even the chips.<br> But Ivywood, Lord Ivywood,<br> He hates the tree as ivy would,<br> As the dragon of the ivy would<br> That has us in his grips.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=G.K.+Chesterton">G.K. Chesterton</a><div class=q>
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