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All Rights Reserved.</copyright><item><title><![CDATA[Tall oaks from little acorns grow. ]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/44716]]></link><description><![CDATA[Tall oaks from little acorns grow.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/44716</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[The oaks with solemnity shook their heads; The twigs of the birch-trees, in token  Of warning, nodded,--and I exclaim'd: ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/44717]]></link><description><![CDATA[The oaks with solemnity shook their heads; The twigs of the birch-trees, in token  Of warning, nodded,--and I exclaim'd:   "Dear Monarch, forgive what I've spoken!"]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/44717</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[Those green-robed senators of mighty woods, Tall oaks, branch-charmed by the earnest stars,  Dream, and so dream all night ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/44718]]></link><description><![CDATA[Those green-robed senators of mighty woods, Tall oaks, branch-charmed by the earnest stars,  Dream, and so dream all night without a stir.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/44718</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[The tall Oak, towering to the skies, The fury of the wind defies,  From age to age, in virtue ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/44719]]></link><description><![CDATA[The tall Oak, towering to the skies, The fury of the wind defies,  From age to age, in virtue strong.   Inured to stand, and suffer wrong.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/44719</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[There grewe an aged tree on the greene; A goodly Oake sometime had it bene,  With armes full strong ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/44720]]></link><description><![CDATA[There grewe an aged tree on the greene; A goodly Oake sometime had it bene,  With armes full strong and largely displayed,   But of their leaves they were disarayde    The bodie bigge, and mightely pight,     Thoroughly rooted, and of wond'rous hight;      Whilome had bene the king of the field,       And mochell mast to the husband did yielde,        And with his nuts larded many swine:         But now the gray mosse marred his rine;          His bared boughes were beaten with stormes,           His toppe was bald, and wasted with wormes,            His honour decayed, his brauches sere.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/44720</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[A song to the oak, the brave old oak, Who hath ruled in the greenwood long;  Here's health and ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/44712]]></link><description><![CDATA[A song to the oak, the brave old oak, Who hath ruled in the greenwood long;  Here's health and renown to his broad green crown,   And his fifty arms so strong.    There's fear in his frown when the Sun goes down,     And the fire in the West fades out;      And he showeth his might on a wild midnight,       When the storms through his branches shout.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/44712</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[The oak, when living, monarch of the wood; The English oak, which, dead, commands the flood. ]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/44713]]></link><description><![CDATA[The oak, when living, monarch of the wood; The English oak, which, dead, commands the flood.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/44713</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[Old noted oak! I saw thee in a mood Of vague indifference; and yet with me  Thy memory, like ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/44714]]></link><description><![CDATA[Old noted oak! I saw thee in a mood Of vague indifference; and yet with me  Thy memory, like thy fate, hath lingering stood   For years, thou hermit, in the lonely sea    Of grass that waves around thee!]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/44714</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[The monarch oak, the patriarch of the trees, Shoots rising up, and spreads by slow degrees.  Three centuries he ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/44715]]></link><description><![CDATA[The monarch oak, the patriarch of the trees, Shoots rising up, and spreads by slow degrees.  Three centuries he grows, and three he stays   Supreme in state; and in three more decays.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/44715</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[The lofty oak from a small acorn grows. ]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://maxioms.com/maxiom/18384]]></link><description><![CDATA[The lofty oak from a small acorn grows.]]></description><guid>http://maxioms.com/maxiom/18384</guid></item></channel></rss>