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Rudyard Kipling (1865–1936). Verse: 1885–1918. 1922.

A Three-part Song

I’M just in love with all these three,

The Weald and the Marsh and the Down countre.

Nor I don’t know which I love the most,

The Weald or the Marsh or the white Chalk coast!

I’ve buried my heart in a ferny hill,

Twix’ a liddle low shaw an’ a great high gill.

Oh hop-bine yaller an’ wood-smoke blue,

I reckon you’ll keep her middling true!

I’ve loosed my mind for to out and run

On a Marsh that was old when Kings begun.

Oh Romney Level and Brenzett reeds,

I reckon you know what my mind needs!

I’ve given my soul to the Southdown grass,

And sheep-bells tinkled where you pass.

Oh Firle an’ Ditchling an’ sails at sea,

I reckon you keep my soul for me!