|Who rears the seed in the darkness of the earth?|
Who lifts the cloud up from the ocean’s waves?
Who summoned from the West the fruitful wind?
Whose soil is this? Or whose that light of the sun?
Who filled the grain like pearls, the ripe corn’s ear?
Who taught the months by instruction to revolve?
Landlord! This broad plough-land is not thine, it is not thine;
Nor thy father’s land; it is not thine, it is not mine.