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Show '""m """XUT of the noise and clamor of the town tCT7--"' " i ( I have come down i &3S. . Mi !y To this green pafture land where sheep " ll i Graze in the gol Jen light, 'wjjj Where shadows creep ('ufiRV As deliberately as they across the grass. ''ffii'tWUU The s,ow h0UIS Fass- .-flf- 'f iwS" An J 1 am one with the rIl'thm anJ the rhjme jZfrff f jftji Of this Still land, this quiet time; 1 1 -ftl " vcn my hurrying heart has Stayed its pace " " )PWi Within this quiet place. Jjil Time is nothing here the sun, the moon, Come neither late nor soon; Ayr 'j There is no change in the ways of sheep. '''PtiitWi They have kept r fl'K'ih Step with the ages, hurrying not at all, 'Xyj hgff fjra.': And no relentless call 'V'.? . Nfflpfe s tnem keep V4t LJ?Hrfe'4 Appointment with the hours. If I could Stay ''.TjpZvZ . Day after day ' . ' vvi . Here in this clean green land, perhaps I, too, EtexSjli x 'W ;i Could be more true raLW "-- wf To the movement of the years; could march with H'- f&tJ$t- Until the far sublime ySL Hrfe Music of the spheres yFPf WouIJ teach my eafS' $-V r.awiCrp That sheep and shepherds do. j i |