A Song Of Exile

What is the news of England? The April breezes blow, Bringing to us faint odours From lanes we used to know-- Lanes, where the hawthorn hedges Foam into blossoms white; What is the news of England For England's sons to-night?

What is the news of England? 'Neath her white cliffs the sea Croons its soft song of summer, The golden days to be. Her hills are fair with promise, Her woods with voices ring, From every copse the cuckoo Shouts to the jocund Spring.

What is the news of England? Once more the cowslip gleams Gold in her misty meadows, Gold by her murmuring streams. Once more the April breezes Blow secrets of delight From the great heart of England To England's sons to-night.