Earth Folk

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Title:     Earth Folk
Author: Walter De la Mare [More Titles by De la Mare]

The cat she walks on padded claws,
The wolf on the hills lays stealthy paws,
Feathered birds in the rain-sweet sky
At their ease in the air, flit low, flit high.

The oak's blind, tender roots pierce deep,
His green crest towers, dimmed in sleep,
Under the stars whose thrones are set
Where never prince hath journeyed yet.

[The end]
Walter De la Mare's poem: Earth Folk

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