Great countryside. Oh green blume'd veil.
My mighty mountain side you lift my sail
Through desert sand I speak to thee
Upon higher sage filled plains with me
There you are oh babbling brooke
From there my firey lord I did look
My keen eyes wander starred night
You looked back and gave me might
When that I rest upon grassy grounds
I rest my head knowing you I found
My peace I seek in you a Kingdom on earth
For this bountiful garden - I am worth
In these space I go my heavenly halls
Where that I regain without people or walls.
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