Between the mountain and the sea I`ve made a happy landing; And here a peace has come to me That passeth understanding; A shining faith and purity Beyond demanding. With palm below and pine above, Where wings of gulls are gleaming; By orange tree and olive grove, From walls of airy seeming, My roses beg me not to rove, But linger dreaming. So I`m in love with life again, And would with joy dissever My days from ways of worldly men, And mingle with them never: Let silken roses to my ken Whisper forever.SourceThe script ran 0.001 seconds.
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