Goaded and harassed in the factory br That tears our life up into bits of days br Ticked off upon a clock which never stays, br Shredding our portion of Eternity, br We break away at last, and steal the key br Which hides a world empty of hours; ways br Of space unroll, and Heaven overlays br The leafy, sun-lit earth of Fantasy. br Beyond the ilex shadow glares the sun, br Scorching against the blue flame of the sky. br Brown lily-pads lie heavy and supine br Within a granite basin, under one br The bronze-gold glimmer of a carp; and I br Reach out my hand and pluck a nectarine.