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The Earth Turns South/O Dear Brown Lands

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4433899The Earth Turns South — Byroads: O Dear Brown LandsClement Richardson Wood

VIII.

O Dear Brown Lands

O dear brown lands, out of you I blossomed.I feed on your rooted and wandering fruits;And when my puzzled restlessness is done,You clasp me again,Scattering me over your brown bosom. . . .My mother, my sustainer, my children,And my dusty immortality.