Study of a Land I’ve Never Known
#Poetry Cultivated by English the isles, they soughtO Albion your sea-encircled coast.What an interpreter of the maps visualisesTo the feet, hands never known Till like the Normans on your fair sand trod and tastedGeoffrey’s rhapsodical recipes of the national tongue.At Lakeland, lithosphere’s rainbow, poets met their museAnd your vast, icy cliffs guard Dover’s moon-blanched coast. …