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OUR HERITAGE

God's gift, the Land, our common heritage,—
To Adam and his seed, and not entail'd
Upon a few:—what deed hath countervail'd
That tenure handed down from age to age?
God's only curse is labour: with the sweat
Of honest brows to earn the fruit of toil.
He plagued us not with landlords, to despoil
The labourer of his God-acknowledged debt.
Parcel the measured ocean; fence the air;
Claim property in clouds and spray-topp'd waves;
In sun and stars; in heaven, as in our graves:
If thou art earth-lord, Tyrant! and God's heir.