Let no blasphemer till the sacred earth
Or scatter seed upon it,
Lest fruit should fail
And weed-scars sting its fineness.
Send him here who loves its beauty
And its brownness.
He will plow the earth
As a dancer dances-
Ecstatically.
Let no blasphemer till the sacred earth
Or scatter seed upon it.
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