Embers, Volume 2. by Gilbert Parker
page 17 of 47 (36%)
page 17 of 47 (36%)
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There is an orchard beyond the sea,
With a nest where the linnets hide; Oh, warm is the nest that is built for me- In my true love's heart I bide! HEART OF THE WORLD Heart of the World give heed, Tongues of the World be still! The richest grapes of the vine shall bleed Till the greeting-cup shall spill; The kine shall pause in the pleasant mead, The eagle upon the hill-- Heart of the World give heed! Heart of the World break forth, Tongues of the World proclaim! There cometh a voice from out the North And a face of living flame-- A man's soul crying, Behold what worth Was life till her sweet soul came-- Heart of the World break forth! Heart of the World be strong, Tongues of the World be wise! |
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