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(26) He proved best man i’ the field, and for his meed 
Was brow-bound with the Oak,— Coriolanus , ii. 2, 101. 
(27) The worthy fellow is our general; he’s the rock, the Oak, not to be 
wind-shaken.—/^., v. 2, 116. 
(28) To charge thy sulphur with a bolt 
That should but rive an Oak.— Ibid. , v. 3, 152. 
(29) I have seen tempests when the scolding winds 
Have rived the knotty Oaks.—Julius Ccesar , i. 3, 5. 
(30) Celia. I found him under a tree like a dropped Acorn. 
Rosalind. It may well be called Jove’s tree, when it drops forth such 
fruit.-— As You Like It, iii. 2, 248. 
(31) Thy food shall be 
The fresh-brook muscles, wither’d roots, and husks 
Wherein the Acorn cradled. — Tempest , i. 2, 462. 
(32) All their elves for fear 
Creep into Acorn-cups, and hide them there.. 
Midsummer Night’s Dream , ii. 1, 30. 
( 33 ) Get you gone, you dwarf—you bead—you Acorn !— Ibid. , iii. 2, 328. 
(34) Like a full-Acorned boar—a German one.— Cymbeline , ii. 5 ? id. 
(35) About his head he wears the winner’s Oke. 
Two Noble Kinsmen, iv. 2, 154. 
(36) Time’s glory is ... . 
To dry the old Oak’s sap.— Lucrece , 950. 
ERE are several very pleasant pictures, and 
there is so much of historical and legendary 
lore gathered round' the Oaks of England that 
it is very tempting to dwell upon them. There 
are the historical Oaks connected with the 
names of William Rufus, Queen Elizabeth, and 
Charles II.; there are the wonderful Oaks of Wistman’s Wood 
(certainly the most weird and most curious wood in England, 
if not in Europe); there are the many passages in which our 
old English writers have loved to descant on the Oaks of 
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