Saga of the Oak
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Excerpt from Saga of the Oak: And Other Poems
Saga of the oak
Hoarsely to the midnight moon
Voiced the oak his rugged rune:
"Harken, sibyl Moon, to me,
Hear the saga of the Tree.
"Thou, O queen of splendor, must
Pale and crumble back to dust,
Through slow eons diest thou, -
Doomsday craves my vitals now.
"I am scion of a line
Old, imperial, divine,
Earth produced my ancestor
Ere great Odin was, or Thor.
"From the hursts of holy oak
Fateful gods of Asgard spoke,
In the consecrated shade
Bard and Druid sang and prayed.
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