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Show t ilj S UT of the noise and clamor of the town Wit,' I ) ave come dwn " 5j5S. i. Ijrf'f To this green pasture land where sheep i r!Nv v'IjH 1 Graze in the golden light, V.HJjc Where shadows creep .Jljwl v As deliberately as they across the grass. - i -Y7'f' Kij Of this Still land, this quiet time; j fl lfs?'- Even my hurrying heart has Stayed its pace " whHS1 W'tn'n this quiet place. !,;jr " .wkiyrittl Time is nothing here the sun, the moon, j r Come neither late nor soon; fOf W J j There is no change in the ways of sheep. i '''fmmi They have kept K 'v : And n0 relentless cal1 S'TW-:- . wNpjfl Bids them keep Sfel;.--' - Appointment with the hours. If I could Stay TS Day after day k' ?V . ' v'1 . Here in this clean green land, perhaps I, too, j?V I !. Could be more true ' movement te vear, could march with jEtilra Until the far sublime I 1 L ff fl- Music of the spheres f$?f5" Would reach my ears, tJJDSuI could keep the tempo my life through ) That sheep and shepherds do. p |