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26445	nan	Songs from the Southland			.txt	text/plain	2415	274	95	Like a pale, spotless shroud; the air is stirred, Young Spring, bright Summer, Autumn's solemn form, Like the far windharps wild, touching wail, Whose tones are like the wizard voice of time, O'er earth, like troubled visions o'er the breast Let the thought that on this holy morn Pray for the peace which long The land, the Peace of His vast love shall fall, Peace in the thousand fields of waving grain, Peace on the wind-swept down! Peace on the farthest seas, And peace in all our hearts! [Illustration: "Peace in the quiet dales Four thousand years earth waited, Four thousand years the nations sighed And the light of earth that night eclipsed Rests the mute rapture of deep-hearted peace. That smiled in the beauty of peace! Life, like a tempest of ocean Life, like a tempest of ocean like the welcoming quiver like the welcoming quiver	./cache/26445.txt	./txt/26445.txt