Move away from me, thou earthly shade

Thou shadow, that pursuest me;

Away, away, let not the vision fade

From before my eyes, let me see.

Here does Nature open all its flowers.

The breeze is cool, the trees are green.

Let the heavens, let pour their powers

On this my land, where I have been.

Can earthliness darken my sight

And make me blind to Nature’s works?

No. The beauty of the day, the night

Hold me with a greater might

I shall not let the world shadow

The beauty I still can behold

The trees, flowers, the meadow

And all that nature doth enfold.

(1960)