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You cannot take from out my heart the growing	A
The green sweet growing and the vivid thrill	B
O Earth you cry you should be old not glowing	A
With youth and all youth's strength and beauty still	B
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Old and the new hopes stirring in my bosom	C
Old and my children drawing life from me	D
Old in my womb the tender bud and blossom	C
Old steeped in richness and fertility	D
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Old while the growing things call to each other	E
In language I alone can understand	F
How she doth nourish us this wondrous mother	E
Who is so beautiful and strong and grand	F
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Old while the wild things of the forest hide them	G
In my gray coverts which no eye can trace	H
Hunted or hurt 'tis my task to provide them	G
Healing and soothing and a hiding place	H
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And then my human children could you listen	I
To secrets whispered in the stillness deep	J
Of noonday or when night dews fall and glisten	I
'Tis on my bosom that men laugh and weep	J
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Some tell me moving tales of love and passion	I
Of gladness all too great to be pent in	K
The sweet old theme which does not change its fashion	I
Another cries out brokenly of sin	K
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While others filled with sorrow fain to share it	L
Hide tear wet faces on my soft brown breast	M
Sobbing Dear Mother Earth we cannot bear it	L
Grim death has stolen all that we loved best	M
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The old familiar cry of loss and sorrow	N
I hear to day I heard it yesterday	O
Ay and will hear in every glad to morrow	N
That ye may bring to me O Century	D
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I answer mourner penitent and lover	E
With quick'ning stir with bud and leaf and sap	P
Peace peace I say when life's brief day is over	E
Ye shall sleep soundly in your mother's lap	P
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The loss the longing of mankind I'm sharing	A
The hopes the joys the laughter and the tears	Q
And yet you think I should be old uncaring	A
The barren worn out plaything of the years	R
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Past centuries have not trodden out my greenness	S
With all their marches as you well can see	D
Nor will you bring me withered age or leanness	D
March on what are your hundred years to me	D
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While life and growth within me glow and flourish	T
While in the sunshine and the falling rain	U
I the great Mother do bring forth and nourish	T
The springtime blossom and the harvest grain	U
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March on O Century I am safe holden	I
In God's right hand the garner house of truth	V
The hand that holds the treasure rare and golden	I
Of life and sweetness and eternal youth	V

Jean Blewett

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