“This
is the forest primeval. The murmuring pines and the hemlocks,
Bearded
with moss, and in garments green, indistinct in the twilight,
Stand
like Druids of eld, with voices sad and prophetic,
Stand
like harpers hoar, with beards that rest on their bosoms.
Loud
from its rocky caverns, the deep-voiced neighboring ocean
Speaks,
and in accents disconsolate answers the wail of the forest.”—American poet Henry
Wadsworth Longfellow (1807-1882), Evangeline: A Tale of Acadie (1847)
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