Dinah Maria Craik (Дина Мария Крейк)

The Unknown Country

"WHERE is the unknown country?"
I whispered sad and slow,--
"The strange and awful country
To which I soon must go, must go,
To which I soon must go?"

Out of the unknown country
A voice sang soft and low:--
"O pleasant is that country
And sweet it is to go, to go,
And sweet it is to go.

"Along the shining country
The peaceful rivers flow:
And in that wondrous country
The tree of life does grow, does grow,
The tree of life does grow."

Ah, then into that country
Of which I nothing know,
The everlasting country,
With willing heart I go, I go,
With willing heart I go.

1. The New Year
2. For Music
3. A True Hero
4. The House of Clay
5. Plighted

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