The Sun Bright Clime

The Sun Bright Clime
1653

Have you heard, have you heard, of that sun bright clime
Undimined by sorrow, unhurt by time,
Where nae hath
Where the sys is no po power o’er the fadeless frame, fire, and the heart la name?
Have you heard of that sun bright cilme?

A river of water sushes there,
did Bowers of beauty, strangely fair,
And thousand winga are hovering o’
The daasiing wave and the golden shore
That are seen in that sun bright clime

Millions of forms, all clothed in light,
In garmenta of beauty, cisar and white;
Thay dwell in their own immorial bowers,
Mid fadelsen nues of countless flowers,
That bloom in that son bright clime

Ear had not heard, and eve hath not seen
Their swelling songs and their changeleen shaen
Their ensigns ace waving, their nenders unfurled
O’er the Jasper walls and the watee of fixed in that san bright clime
That are fixed pear!

Hul far, far away is that sinless elias, I
ndimmed by sorrow, unhurt by time
Where and all things that’s fair is given
The hoats of the just and it’s name is heaven-
The name of that sun bright clime