Welcome My Beloved Mountains Welcome my beloved mountains,  Welcome O my river dear!  I used to be so far away,  But now again I am so near.    Crowds of people stood between us,  And the hubbub of the street;  And the patience farcical  That oft in sacrifice we meet.    Those are all remote domains,  Wilderness, and sterile waste;  Ruptured only by the longings  That my soul to you still haste.    My grief has brought me back to you,  So I am standing by your side,  O mountains, and I’m listening to  The waters’ murmur deep and wide. [...]

Ur. 12 grudnia 1860 r. w Szymborzu pod Inowroc