<h3> <SPAN name="example"></SPAN> Archibald's Example<br/> </h3>
<p>Old Archibald, in his eternal chair,<br/>
Where trespassers, whatever their degree,<br/>
Were soon frowned out again, was looking off<br/>
Across the clover when he said to me:<br/></p>
<p>"My green hill yonder, where the sun goes down<br/>
Without a scratch, was once inhabited<br/>
By trees that injured him — an evil trash<br/>
That made a cage, and held him while he bled.<br/></p>
<p>"Gone fifty years, I see them as they were<br/>
Before they fell. They were a crooked lot<br/>
To spoil my sunset, and I saw no time<br/>
In fifty years for crooked things to rot.<br/></p>
<p>"Trees, yes; but not a service or a joy<br/>
To God or man, for they were thieves of light.<br/>
So down they came. Nature and I looked on,<br/>
And we were glad when they were out of sight.<br/></p>
<p>"Trees are like men, sometimes; and that being so,<br/>
So much for that." He twinkled in his chair,<br/>
And looked across the clover to the place<br/>
That he remembered when the trees were there.<br/></p>
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