Our King has many scythes, and is perpetually mowing His lawns. The musical tinkle of the whetstone on the scythe portends the cutting down of myriads of green blades, daisies and other flowers.

我们的王有许多镰刀，永远在刈割祂的草地，磨刀霍霍之声，预告着要割去草的数种绿叶，和雏菊等一些杂在草中的野花。

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Yet every region in this great country of ours has its own native sods, which with very little mowing or cutting grow naturally as a turf.

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