Arthur Henry Adams - My Land lyrics

A NEW land, like a stainless flower set In the green foliage of the waving sea; Or like a maiden whose fair heart is free, Whose honest eyes with no sad tears are wet, Whose bosom has no pa**ion to forget, But thrills and lifts exuberant, as she Voices some sudden-flooding melody! A land of strength, life, vigour, youth—and yet An old land, grey as I, her child, am grey; Filled with the whispers of old thoughts that stir And wake, like shadows of the past that play Deep in the beauty of a child's grave eyes, And show beneath life's gladness glancing there The pathos of a hundred histories.