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kinship of this child of ours with the life of the ancient forest.

“This is the forest primeval. The murmuring pines and the hemlocks,

Bearded with moss, and in garments green, indis- tinct in the twilight,

Stand like Druids of eld, with voices sad and pro- phetic,

Stand like harpers hoar, with beards that rest on their bosoms.

Loud from its rocky caverns, the deep-voiced neigh- bouring ocean

Speaks, and in accents disconsolate answers the wail of the forest.”