What land of Silence, Where pale stars shine On apple-blossom And dew-drenched vine, Is yours and mine? The silent valley That we will find, Where all the voices Of humankind Are left behind. There all forgetting, Forgotten quite, We will repose us, With our delight Hid out of sight. The world forsaken, And out of mind Honour and labour, We shall not find The stars unkind. And men shall travail, And laugh and weep; But we have vistas Of Gods asleep, With dreams as deep. A land of Silence, Where pale stars shine On apple-blossoms And dew-drenched vine, Be yours and mine!
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