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Poetry about England/countryside
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I want some lines of poetry about English countryside, sort of stirring patriotic stuff to go with some photos. Was hoping to avoid the more famous authors, but does anyone have any suggestions?
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Breathes there the man, with soul so dead,
Who never to himself hath said,
'This is my own, my native land!'
Whose heart hath ne'er within him burned,
As home his footsteps he hath turn'd
From wandering on a foreign strand!
(Sir Walter Scott. The Lay of the Last Minstrel)
What have I done for you,
England, my England?
What is there I would not do,
England, my own?
(William Ernest Henley. For England's Sake)
Green fields of England! wheresoe'r
Across this watery waste we fare,
Your image at our hearts we bear,
Green fields of England, everywhere.
(Arthur Hugh Clough. Songs in Absence: Green Fields of England)
Oh, to be in England
Now that April's there,
And whoever wakes in England
Sees, some morning, unaware,
That the lowest boughs and the brushwood sheaf
Round the elm-tree bole are in tiny leaf,
While the chaffinch sings on the orchard bough
In England - now!
(Robert Browning. Home-thoughts, from Abroad)
Who never to himself hath said,
'This is my own, my native land!'
Whose heart hath ne'er within him burned,
As home his footsteps he hath turn'd
From wandering on a foreign strand!
(Sir Walter Scott. The Lay of the Last Minstrel)
What have I done for you,
England, my England?
What is there I would not do,
England, my own?
(William Ernest Henley. For England's Sake)
Green fields of England! wheresoe'r
Across this watery waste we fare,
Your image at our hearts we bear,
Green fields of England, everywhere.
(Arthur Hugh Clough. Songs in Absence: Green Fields of England)
Oh, to be in England
Now that April's there,
And whoever wakes in England
Sees, some morning, unaware,
That the lowest boughs and the brushwood sheaf
Round the elm-tree bole are in tiny leaf,
While the chaffinch sings on the orchard bough
In England - now!
(Robert Browning. Home-thoughts, from Abroad)
This came to mind Gromit x
http://www.weddingguideuk.com/articles/wordsmu sic/hymns/Hymn-AndDidThoseFeetInAncientTimes.a sp
http://www.weddingguideuk.com/articles/wordsmu sic/hymns/Hymn-AndDidThoseFeetInAncientTimes.a sp
From Shakespeare's Richard II:
This royal throne of kings, this sceptered isle,
This earth of majesty, this seat of Mars,
This other Eden, demi-paradise,
This fortress built by Nature for herself
Against infection and the hand of war,
This happy breed of men, this little world,
This precious stone set in a silver sea,
Which serves it in the office of a wall
Or as a moat defensive to a house,
Against the envy of less happier lands,
This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this England.
This royal throne of kings, this sceptered isle,
This earth of majesty, this seat of Mars,
This other Eden, demi-paradise,
This fortress built by Nature for herself
Against infection and the hand of war,
This happy breed of men, this little world,
This precious stone set in a silver sea,
Which serves it in the office of a wall
Or as a moat defensive to a house,
Against the envy of less happier lands,
This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this England.
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