When woo'd 'midst tumult, noise and strife,

When woo'd 'midst tumult, noise and strife,

 

And all the busy cares of life.

And all the busy cares of life.

 

With senses quite absorbed in thought,

With senses quite absorbed in thought,

 

While all beside seemed half forgot,

While all beside seemed half forgot,

 

I wandered on till I had strayed

I wandered on till I had strayed

 

Beneath an oak tree's ample shade,

Beneath an oak tree's ample shade,

 

Whose lofty top towered up so high,

Whose lofty top towered up so high,

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