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ON LEAVE by WILLIAM ALEXANDER PERCY

First Line: I HAVE REACHED A GREEN, GREEN ISLAND
Last Line: I HAVE TOUCHED AT THE ISLE OF THE BLEST.
Subject(s): GRIEF; ISLANDS; RIVERS; SEA; SORROW; SADNESS; OCEAN;
I have reached a green, green island
In a sea without a shore.
Behind the grey waves crumble,
And I will not look before.

Here there are music and leisure
And the touch of a tender hand;
Here is my golden river
And the warm, wide river land.

I am safe to-day, if never;
They have given me love and rest;
Sailing the sea of sorrow
I have touched at the isle of the blest.



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