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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=416070" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Lines on Woodstock</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=416070" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">We fancy the lustre of the old town is reflected<br>on the new. English Woodstock was a royal residence.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=416070" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">English Woodstock had a Palace<br>Where the Queen in jealous malice<br>Slew romance's fairest flower,<br>Fair Rosamond, in secret bower,<br>Our Woodstock, pleasant county town-<br>(This brings it both wealth and renown)-<br>To your strong castle some are sent<br>For to give them leisure to repent,<br>And the Reeves will, in their bounty,<br>Build court house worthy of the county.<br>A charming vista you do view,<br>Gazing on each street and Avenue, <br>Mansions and lawns embowered 'mong trees<br>Where wealthy owners live at ease ;<br>And through the air there sweetly floats<br>Harmonious Woodstock organ notes,<br>And men employment secure<br>In Factory for Furniture ;<br>And the pacing of your horses<br>It is famed o'er many courses.<br>Old Oxford was a seat of knowledge,<br>Woodstock it hath a fine College.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=James+McIntyre">James McIntyre</a></strong></div>