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Out of the heart of the city begotten	A
Of the labour of men and their manifold hands	B
Whose souls that were sprung from the earth in her morning	C
No longer regard or remember her warning	C
Whose hearts in the furnace of care have forgotten	D
Forever the scent and the hue of her lands	B
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Out of the heat of the usurer's hold	E
From the horrible crash of the strong man's feet	F
Out of the shadow were pity is dying	C
Out of the clamour where beauty is lying	C
Dead in the depth of the struggle for gold	E
Out of the din and the glare of the street	F
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Into the arms of our mother we come	G
Our broad strong mother the innocent earth	H
Mother of all things beautiful blameless	I
Mother of hopes that her strength makes tameless	I
Where the voices of grief and of battle are dumb	G
And the whole world laughs with the light of her mirth	H
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Over the fields where the cool winds sweep	J
Black with the mould and brown with the loam	K
Where the thin green spears of the wheat are appearing	C
And the high ho shouts from the smoky clearing	C
Over the widths where the cloud shadows creep	J
Over the fields and the fallows we come	G
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Over the swamps with their pensive noises	I
Where the burnished cup of the marigold gleams	I
Skirting the reeds where the quick winds shiver	L
On the swelling breast of the dimpled river	L
And the blue of the king fisher hangs and poises	I
Watching a spot by the edge of the streams	I
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By the miles of the fences warped and dyed	M
With the white hot noons and their withering fires	I
Where the rough bees trample the creamy bosoms	I
Of the hanging tufts of the elder blossoms	I
And the spiders weave and the grey snakes hide	M
In the crannied gloom of the stones and the briers	I
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Over the meadow land sprouting with thistle	N
Where the humming wings of the blackbirds pass	I
Where the hollows are banked with the violets flowering	C
And the long limbed pendulous elms are towering	C
Where the robins are loud with their voluble whistle	N
And the ground sparrow scurries away through the grass	I
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Where the restless bobolink loiters and woos	I
Down in the hollows and over the swells	I
Dropping in and out of the shadows	I
Sprinkling his music about the meadows	I
Whistles and little checks and coos	I
And the tinkle of glassy bells	I
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Into the dim woods full of the tombs	I
Of the dead trees soft in their sepulchres	I
Where the pensive throats of the shy birds hidden	D
Pipe to us strangely entering unbidden	D
And tenderly still in the tremulous glooms	I
The trilliums scatter their white winged stars	I
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Up to the hills where our tired hearts rest	O
Loosen and halt and regather their dreams	I
Up to the hills where the winds restore us	I
Clearing our eyes to the beauty before us	I
Earth with the glory of life on her breast	O
Earth with the gleam of her cities and streams	I
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Here we shall commune with her and no other	L
Care and the battle of life shall cease	I
Men her degenerate children behind us	I
Only the might of her beauty shall bind us	I
Full of rest as we gaze on the face of our mother	L
Earth in the health and the strength of her peace	I

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