History of Long island from its discovery and settlement to the present time . September 25, 1841, inconsequence of which the following poetical effusionappeared in many newspapers of the day: THE FLUSHING OAK The ancient Oak lies prostrate now, Its limbs embrace the sod,Where, in the Spirits strength and might Our pious fathers trod;Where underneath its spreading arms, And by its shadows broad,Clad in simplicity and truth, They met to worship God. No stately pillars round them rose, No dome was reared on high—The Oaks, their only columns were, Their roof, the arching organs deep-toned
History of Long island from its discovery and settlement to the present time . September 25, 1841, inconsequence of which the following poetical effusionappeared in many newspapers of the day: THE FLUSHING OAK The ancient Oak lies prostrate now, Its limbs embrace the sod,Where, in the Spirits strength and might Our pious fathers trod;Where underneath its spreading arms, And by its shadows broad,Clad in simplicity and truth, They met to worship God. No stately pillars round them rose, No dome was reared on high—The Oaks, their only columns were, Their roof, the arching organs deep-toned notes arose, Or vocal songs were heard—Their music was the passing wind, Or song of forest bird. And as His Spirit reached their hearts, By mans lips speaking now,A holy fire was in their eye, Pure thought upon their brow:And while in silence deep and still, Their souls all glowing wereWith heartfelt peace and joy and love, They felt that God was there. Those free and simple-minded men Have now all passd away,And of the scenes in which they moved, These only relics lay;. X HISTORY OF LONG ISLAND 301 And soon the last surviving oak, In its majestic pride,Will gather up its failing limbs, And wither at its side. Then guard with care its last remains, Now that its race is run;No sacrilegious hand should touch The forests noblest son;And when the question may be asked, Why that old trunk is there— Tis but the place in olden time, Gods holiest altars were. In addition to the above poetical tribute, the follow-ing account was given in another publication about thesame time, and is from the pen of that close observerof all that is valuable or curious in history, the lateColonel William L. Stone, editor of the New YorkCommercial Advertiser: A Veteran Gone.—The oldest inhabitant of Flush-ing is no more! During the windy afternoon of the 25thinst. one of the venerable oaks, which for so many yearshave been a prominent object in Bowne Avenue, near thevillage of Flushing, was prost
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