At Peace With The WorldFor the dear old world seems good, For the Western sky is bright As it crowns the Western wood. And the green fields stretch away With the hedges embroidered 'round, And I hear the lark's dear lay And the crooning doves' sweet sound. At peace with the world, yes, the storm And the clouds of business care Have taken the peaceful form That a master makes them wear, And I dwell in the blue above With only the good things said, With only the whispers of Love And friendship 'round my bed. At peace with the world, not a sting Of the hard things said remain, For my soul____serene and a-wing Is proof from the darts of pain, All envious thoughts taken flight Forgiven the ones for me, I'm at peace with the world tonight, At peace with the world___I am free. __Ed Blair. |
Sunflower Siftings
Ed Blair
(Boston: The Gorham Press. 1914)
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