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/ I am the land of their fathers, / In me the virtue stays; / I will bring back my children, / After certain days.
/ Under their feet in the grasses / My clinging magic runs. / They shall return as strangers, / They shall remain as sons.
/ Over their heads in the branches / Of their new-bought, ancient trees, / I weave an incantation, / And draw them to my knees.
/ Scent of smoke in the evening, / Smell of rain in the night, / The hours, the days and the seasons / Order their souls aright;
/ Till I make plain the meaning / Of all my thousand years / Till I fill their hearts with knowledge, / While I fill their eyes with tears.