Roses on a brier,
Pearls from out the bitter sea,
Such is earth's desire
However pure it be.Neither bud nor brier,
Neither pearl nor brine for me:
Be stilled, my long desire;
There shall be no more sea.Be stilled, my passionate heart;
Old earth shall end, new earth shall be;
Be still, and earn thy part
Where shall be no more sea.
Pearls from out the bitter sea,
Such is earth's desire
However pure it be.Neither bud nor brier,
Neither pearl nor brine for me:
Be stilled, my long desire;
There shall be no more sea.Be stilled, my passionate heart;
Old earth shall end, new earth shall be;
Be still, and earn thy part
Where shall be no more sea.
