South Country: Hilaire Belloc

WHEN I am living in the Midlands
  That are sodden and unkind,
I light my lamp in the evening:
  My work is left behind;
And the great hills of the South Country          5
  Come back into my mind.
The great hills of the South Country
  They stand along the sea;
And it’s there walking in the high woods
  That I could wish to be,   10
And the men that were boys when I was a boy
  Walking along with me.
The men that live in North England
  I saw them for a day:
Their hearts are set upon the waste fells,   15
  Their skies are fast and grey;
From their castle-walls a man may see
  The mountains far away.
The men that live in West England
  They see the Severn strong,   20
A-rolling on rough water brown
  Light aspen leaves along.
They have the secret of the Rocks,
  And the oldest kind of song.
But the men that live in the South Country   25
  Are the kindest and most wise,
They get their laughter from the loud surf,
  And the faith in their happy eyes
Comes surely from our Sister the Spring
  When over the sea she flies;   30
The violets suddenly bloom at her feet,
  She blesses us with surprise.
I never get between the pines
  But I smell the Sussex air;
Nor I never come on a belt of sand   35
  But my home is there.
And along the sky the line of the Downs
  So noble and so bare.
A lost thing could I never find,
  Nor a broken thing mend:   40
And I fear I shall be all alone
  When I get towards the end.
Who will there be to comfort me
  Or who will be my friend?
I will gather and carefully make my friends   45
  Of the men of the Sussex Weald;
They watch the stars from silent folds,
  They stiffly plough the field.
By them and the God of the South Country
  My poor soul shall be healed.   50
If I ever become a rich man,
  Or if ever I grow to be old,
I will build a house with deep thatch
  To shelter me from the cold,
And there shall the Sussex songs be sung   55
  And the story of Sussex told.
I will hold my house in the high wood
  Within a walk of the sea,
And the men that were boys when I was a boy
  Shall sit and drink with me.   60

Hilaire Belloc

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