Land I Love! Of Stacks Of Sunshine

Land I love! Of stacks of sunshine Locked in cosy pools I dream. How l'd like to lose ту bearings In your symphonies of green. Fields are lined with chasuble-clover, Mignonette and flowers wild, And like nuns telling their rosaries Are the willows тееk and mild. Thick mist froт the marsh has risen, Heaven's yoke of burning sтells. Thoughts I treasure I keep hidden, In ту heart the secret dwells. Everything I greet and welcome, Glad ту feelings to display. То this land I've соmе, intending Very soon to go away.