England
Of frowning castles I have seen a score; In vast cathedrals I have stood in awe. A thousand zvorks of art without a flazv Have overwhelmed me with their subtle lore. In fabled rivers I have plungd the oar, From tozvering hills have seen a strange new zvorld, Weird talcs have heard of kings abruptly hurled From ancient thrones, to die in royal gore. Where poets pondered I have bowed the knee; By statesmen’s tombs have learned old England’s power; And I have felt this very day and hour — In London, where the heart of empire beats. And I have turned —how oft! with joy to sec The bright-faced children on the English streets.” • —T. C. Clark.
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Dominion, Volume 28, Issue 169, 13 April 1935, Page 20
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118England Dominion, Volume 28, Issue 169, 13 April 1935, Page 20
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