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 And in the ashes casts the casual seeds Of feathered grass and efflorescent weeds; When, as with thanks, the bounteous earth one morn Returns lush blades of life-sustaining corn. And while the woman digs and plants, and twines To precious use long reeds and pliant bines, He—having hit the brown bird on the wing, And slain the roe—returns at evening, And gives his spoil unto her, to prepare The succulent, wildwood scented, simmering fare, While with impatient sniffs and eager-eyed His bronze-limbed children gather to his side. And, when the feast is done, all take their ease, Lulled by the sing-song of the evening breeze And murmuring undertones of many-foliaged trees; While here and there through rifts of green the sky Casts its blue glance like an all-seeing eye. But though by stress of want and poignant need Man tames the wolf-sprung hound and rearing steed, Pens up the ram, and yokes the deep-horned ox,