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Between two sister moorland rills / There is a spot that seems to lie / Sacred to flowrets of the hills, / And sacred to the sky.
And in this smooth and open dell / There is a tempest-stricken tree; / A corner-stone by lightning cut, / The last stone of a cottage hut; / And in this dell you see / A thing no storm can e'er destroy, / The shadow of a Danish Boy.