Page:The witch-maid & other verses (1914).djvu/35

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For flood and fire and famine
    She pays us back threefold
Over the thirsty paddocks,
    Watch, after many days,
The filmy veil of greenness
    That thickens as we gaze.

An opal-hearted country,
    A wilful, lavish land—
All you who have not loved her,
    You will not understand—
Though earth holds many splendours,
    Wherever I may die,
I know to what brown country
    My homing thoughts will fly.