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.