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FREEHOLD: 4. THE GLITTERING SOD by JOHN HEWITT

First Line: TO ULSTER THEN, MY REGION, NOW I TURN
Last Line: BACK TO THE SUNLIGHT ON THE GLITTERING SOD, %BACK TO MY FATHERS AND THEIR SILENT GOD

Poem Sources:

THE COLLECTED POEMS OF JOHN HEWITT. FRANK ORMSBY (ED.)
  HEWITT, JOHN
  (1991)
 



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