I journeyed forth
from the frozen north,
bringing vows with me
on the misty sea.
I have found pleasure
in full measure
but hope to rest
on my Hulda's breast.

There dwells my brother,
my blessèd mother,
my sisters, my friends,
in the flower-starred glens
between mountains and sea --
how familiar to me! --
where my life's blind spark
once sprang from the dark.

I pray I may rest
where the priests and the best
of farmers have trod,
with faith in God
and themselves strong as stone --
as strong as my own! --
and where life flows bright
amid bounties of light.