World Soil Information, established in 1964 is an independent foundation with a global mandate, funded by the Netherlands Government, and with a strategic association with Wageningen University and Research Centre. Our aims:
- To inform and educate - through the World Soil Museum, public information, discussion and publication
- To serve the scientific community as custodian of global soil information as ICSU World Data Centre for Soils
- To undertake applied research on land and water resources
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Before rude hands have touch’d it?
Have you mark’d but the fall of the snow
Before the soil hath smutch’d it?
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Or swan’s down ever?
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Or the nard in the fire?
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—Charles Sanders Peirce (1839–1914)
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“In the centre of his cage
The pacing animal
Surveys the jungle cove
And slicks his slithering wiles
To turn the venereal awl
In the livid wound of love.”
—Allen Tate (1899–1979)