Limestone crags and pavements with wild flowers
My happiness was like their shape and form
West coast sun and West Wind Easter showers
Rambling on past broken Norman towers
Rams arrested us by curly horns
Limestone crags and pavements with wild flowers
Seems now I have wasted many hours
In libraries,in eagerness to learn
No West coast sun nor West Wind fragrant showers
Ingleborough, Dent , oh,down rain pours
Non-human universe, its love so stern
Limestone crags their pavements with wild flowers
Here there dwells a love Northern and pure
To which I’d give my eye teeth to return
West coast sun and West Wind softest showers
As children in our play we ignorant learn
Always sensing which way we may turn
On limestone crags and pavements with wild flowers
In West coast sun and loving Irish showers
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