also, each that morning similarly lay

Happiness pleasure contentment surrounded them heavenly

And i'm able to in no way forestall climbing

Thou workmanship slave to destiny risk lords and urgent men

The span of my hips

Did he who made the Lamb make thee

Neither technologies nor transports work well

But still like dust I'll rise

art is lengthy and Time is fleeting

Since just by climbing

Will I contrast thee with a late spring's day

I choose the mountain

The harmless animals are quite perplexed helpless

That's me

Also, glad melodist unwearied

Phenomenally

Than our own a companion to man to whom thou say'st

A burning brow and a parching tongue

Loosing the worms of crime injustice and corruption

Because it was grassy and wanted wear