THIS is an ancient England in the new; Hear how those thousand children leap and sing. Their dreams, their wonder and their pleasure ring Through England; young expectancy comes true, While Mayor and Alderman and Usher bright With robes and jewels out of a fairy story, And brighter hearts, wish them their heart's delight, And music shows them sudden streets of glory. Here walks the shade of Whittington in bliss; O greatness and good-nature, still you thrive. I thank my God, Charles Lamb is still alive In these new Londoners; they shall not miss The crown of life; here's Coram, Dickens, Hood, Christmas and Christ profoundly understood. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE LOVE SONNETS OF PROTEUS: 88. A DAY IN SUSSEX by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT LAVENDER'S BLUE (1) by MOTHER GOOSE PEARLS OF THE FAITH: 67. AS-SAMAD by EDWIN ARNOLD EMBLEMS OF LOVE: 18. HARD TO BE PLEASED by PHILIP AYRES WASTED FOUNTAINS by ANNE CHARLOTTE LYNCH BOTTA |