For Cambridge people rarely smile, / Being urban, squat, and packed with guile. |
For England's the one land, I know, / Where men with Splendid Hearts may go; / And Cambridgeshire, of all England, / The shire for Men who Understand. |
Hearts at peace, under an English heaven |
If I should die, think only this of me: / That there's some corner of a foreign field / That is for ever England. There shall be / In that rich earth a richer dust concealed. |
If I should die, think only this of me: that there's some corner of a foreign field that is for ever England. |
Incredibly, inordinately, devastatingly, immortally, calamitously, hearteningly, adorably beautiful. |
Infinite hungers leap no more I in the chance swaying of your dress; and love has changed to kindliness. |
Just now the lilac is in bloom/ All before my little room. |
Laughed in the sun, and kissed the lovely grass. |
Now, God be thanked who has matched us with His hour, / And caught our youth, and wakened us from sleeping. |
Oh! Death will find me long before I tire / Of watching you; and swing me suddenly / Into the shade and loneliness and mire / Of the last land! |
Somewhere, behind space and time, Is wetter water, slimier slime |
Somewhere, behind space and time, Is wetter water, slimier slime |
Stands the Church clock at ten to three? / And is there honey still for tea? |
The cool kindliness of sheets, that soon smooth away trouble; and the rough male kiss of blankets. |