Ah, here no unambitious brow,[[87]]
Nor my contented dwelling now!
But thou remainest, favourite Tree!
Extend thy friendly canopy!
Ah! know me, sooth me, in my age,
And cheer this mournful pilgrimage!
Hall! whose kind arm is stretch’d between[[88]]
The spoiler and yon Forest scene,
Its green vale with its wooded banks,
(And Needwood’s honour owes thee thanks)