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"This is the forest primaeval. The murmuring pines and the hemlocks, Bearded with moss, and in garments green, indistinct in the twilight, Stand like Druids of old, with voices sad and prophetic, Stand like harpers haor, with beards that rest on their bosoms. Loud from its rocky caverns, the deep-voiced neighbouring ocean Speaks, and in accents disconsolate answers the wail of the forest."

(A Tale Of Acadie" - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow)

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Tom Poynton, Bristol, England