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ARBOR DA Y MANUAL. 
THE OAK TREE. 
S ING for the oak tree, the monarch of the wood ! 
Sing for the oak tree, that groweth green and good ! 
That groweth broad and branching within the forest shade; 
That groweth now, and still shall grow when we are lowly laid ! 
The oak tree was an acorn once, and fell upon the earth ; 
And sun and shower nourished it, and gave the oak tree birth; 
The little sprouting oak tree ! two leaves it had at first, 
Till sun and shower nourished it, then out the branches burst. 
The winds came and the rain fell ; the gusty tempest blew; 
All, all, were friends to the oak tree, and stronger yet it grew. 
The boy that saw the acorn fall, he feeble grew and gray ; 
But the oak was still a thriving tree, and strengthened every day. 
Four centuries grows the oak tree, nor does its verdure fail; 
Its heart is like the iron-wood, its bark like plaited mail. 
Now cut us down the oak tree, the monarch of the wood ; 
And of its timber stout and strong we’ll build a vessel good. 
The oak tree of the forest both east and west shall fly; 
And the blessings of a thousand lands upon our ship shall lie. 
She shall not be a man-of-war, nor a pirate shall she be; 
But a noble Christian merchant ship, to sail upon the sea. 
Mary Howitt. 
THE LIBERTY TREE. 
I N a chariot of light, from the regions of day, 
The Goddess of Liberty came; 
Ten thousand celestials directed her 'way, 
And hither conducted the dame. 
A fair budding branch from the gardens above, 
Where millions with millions agree ; 
She brought in her hand as a pledge of her love, 
And the plant she named Liberty Tree. 
The celestial exotic struck deep in the ground, 
Like a native it flourished and bore ; 
The fame of its fru,it drew the nations around, 
To seek out this peaceable shore ; 
Unmindful of names or distinctions they came, 
For freemen like brothers agree; 
With one spirit endued, they our friendship pursued, 
And their temple was Liberty Tree. 
Thomas Paine, 1776. 
