Grove Street, Victoria Park.
_Age of the Oak._--The late Queries respecting the age of trees, remind
me of some lines of which I have been long in search--
"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."
I think it probable that they are from a play of Dryden or Otway; but
some of your readers may probably be able to answer this Query.