Travelling SongUpon the hearth the fire is red,Beneath the roof there is a bed; But not yet weary are our feet, Still around the corner we may meet A sudden tree or standing stone That none have seen but we alone. Tree and flower and leaf and grass, Let them pass! Let them pass! Hill and water under sky, Pass them by! Pass them by!
Still round the corner there may wait
Home is behind, the world ahead,
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