
Where all my dreams reside—
Secrets that I dare not yield!
I’d rather keep inside.
Although I let its grasses grow,
I rather think the world
Of that verdant, windswept field
Of Nature’s grace unfurled—

Where all my dreams reside—
Secrets that I dare not yield!
I’d rather keep inside.
Although I let its grasses grow,
I rather think the world
Of that verdant, windswept field
Of Nature’s grace unfurled—
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