Roger Quilter - A Land of Silence
Where pale stars shine
On apple-blossom
And dew-drenched vine
Is yours and mine?
The silent valley
That we will find
Where all the voices
Of humankind
Are left behind
There all forgetting
Forgotten quite
We will repose us
With our delight
Hid out of sight
The world forsaken
And out of mind
Honour and labour
We shall not find
The stars unkind
And men shall travail
And laugh and weep;
But we have vistas
Of gods asleep
With dreams as deep
A land of Silence
Whеre pale stars shine
On applе-blossoms
And dew-drenched vine
Be yours and mine!
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