I will sing of well-founded Earth, mother of all, globe of our birth. She feeds all creatures, all that go upon the goodly land, And all that are in the paths of the seas, and all that fly: All these are fed of her store. Through you, O queen, women are blessed in their children and blessed in their harvests, And […]
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