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Quote #141
A brotherhood of venerable trees.
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The good old rule Sufficeth them, the simple plan, That they should take, who have the power, And they should keep who can.
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I listened, motionless and still; And, as I mounted up the hill, The music in my heart I bore, Long after it was heard no more.
And now I see with eye serene The very pulse of the machine.
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