Between the cliff-rise and the beach
A slip of emerald I own;
With fig and olive, almond, peach,
cherry and plum-tree overgrown;
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There is such foresight in this poet. Today we fight to keep some pieces of natural land in tact, then, nobody anticipated the ruination of our planed through greed.
There is such foresight in this poet. Who could then know that greed and over development would destroy all, but some, of our natural heritage places? !
Very Pleasent and sweet poem by robert william service even i want that land but not for building domes but for enjoying carols