名人诗歌|THE RETURN OF THE HEROES（一）

For the lands and for these passionate^{1 days and for myself，}

Now I awhile retire to thee O soil of autumn fields，

Reclining on thy breast， giving myself to thee，

Answering the pulses of thy sane^{2 and equable heart，}

Tuning^{3 a verse for thee.}

O earth that hast no voice， confide^{4 to me a voice，}

O harvest of my lands - O boundless^{5 summer growths，}

O lavish^{6 brown parturient earth - O infinite teeming7 womb，}

A song to narrate^{8 thee.}