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If I could take root And stand in meadow green, Become a friend to cattle, Surrounded in this pleasant scene And smoothed by lacking, rasping tongues, My edges rounded by warm hides clean. An anvil where fat snail and nut Are food to whistling flyer, A lookout for owl abroad Peering at larder briar, A place where axes sharp once more, Where scythes are polished clean, Where stars always point to me. Where trackways tend to lean. Where rushing wind, Refreshing rain, And silent snow. Clear my brain, To show me how the world once was, And how we all could be. Then maybe four thousand years of day, Four thousand years of night, Four thousand years of evening Would show us all the light, The magnificence of nature, The sun, the stars so bright. S. U. 099605 |