<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=344142" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Plains</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">A land, as far as the eye can see, where the waving grasses grow <br>Or the plains are blackened and burnt and bare, where the false mirages go <br>Like shifting symbols of hope deferred - land where you never know. <br> <br>Land of the plenty or land of want, where the grey Companions dance, <br>Feast or famine, or hope or fear, and in all things land of chance, <br>Where Nature pampers or Nature slays, in her ruthless, red, romance. <br> <br>And we catch a sound of a fairy's song, as the wind goes whipping by, <br>Or a scent like incense drifts along from the herbage ripe and dry <br>- Or the dust storms dance on their ballroom floor, where the bones of the cattle lie.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Andrew+Barton+Paterson">Andrew Barton Paterson</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=344142" data-title="The Plains de Andrew Barton Paterson" data-description="A land, as far as the eye can see, where the waving grasses grow Or the plains are blackened and burnt and bare, where the false mirages go Like shifting symbols of hope deferred - land where you never know. Land of the plenty or land of want..."></div> </div> </div>

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