Cornwall

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Mystic land
Set in the sea
To catch in summer sun
In winter mist and tree bent storm
The gauntlet for to run

Mystic land
Of
Green
And
Gold
Granite
Gorse
And
Druids grove
By
Moonlight
Cold

With bluest oceans on its shore
That every day beset
With sparkling waters
Fishers nets

Mystic land
Of
Rocky cliff
Ancient mound
Where jackdaws drift
And
Wheel
On
High
Buzzards
Soar
Ravens
Fly

Where sixteen hundred years ago
The ships of Rome did come
And go

Mystic land of thrift and mine
Thy heart is clear to see
For granite stone is hard to break
And so remains
Explains
Your history

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Egal Bohen