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The black ash grows in the swampy ground, / The white ash in the dry; / The thrush he holds to the woodland bound, / The hawk to the open sky.
The trout he runs to the mountain brook, / The swordfish keeps the sea; / The brown bear knows where the blueberry grows. / The clover calls the bee.
The locust sings in the August noon, / The frog in the April night; / The iris loves the meadow-land, / The laurel loves the height.
And each will hold his tenure old / Of earth and sun and stream, / For all are creatures of desire / And children of a dream.