WHERE is the unknown country?' <br />I whispered sad and slow,-- <br />'The strange and awful country <br />To which I soon must go, must go, <br />To which I soon must go?' <br /> <br />Out of the unknown country <br />A voice sang soft and low:-- <br />'O pleasant is that country <br />And sweet it is to go, to go, <br />And sweet it is to go. <br /> <br />'Along the shining country <br />The peaceful rivers flow: <br />And in that wondrous country <br />The tree of life does grow, does grow, <br />The tree of life does grow.' <br /> <br />Ah, then into that country <br />Of which I nothing know, <br />The everlasting country, <br />With willing heart I go, I go, <br />With willing heart I go.<br /><br />Dinah Maria Mulock Craik<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-unknown-country/
