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Louis Untermeyer, ed. (1885–1977). Modern British Poetry. 1920.

T. P. Cameron Wilson1888–1918

Sportsmen in Paradise

THEY left the fury of the fight,

And they were very tired.

The gates of Heaven were open quite,

Unguarded and unwired.

There was no sound of any gun,

The land was still and green;

Wide hills lay silent in the sun,

Blue valleys slept between.

They saw far-off a little wood

Stand up against the sky.

Knee-deep in grass a great tree stood;

Some lazy cows went by…

There were some rooks sailed overhead,

And once a church-bell pealed.

“God! but it’s England,” someone said,

“And there’s a cricket-field!”