Let us sail to a distant land unknown,
Joy and peace where dwell; truth only be known.
Where Eris be but among shrunken things,
Bows with shame and songs of repentance sings.
Where there's no man nor lives a hateful mind;
Hatred subdued its comrade when it find.
Land which bears not resentment nor pretence
Where hypocrisy be cruellest offence.
Golden skylarks of virtues where they speak
Where skies and seas and birds with freedom speak.
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