Elegy in a country Churchyard
– Henry Reed
The men that worked for England
They have their graves at home;
And bees and birds of England
about the cross can roam.
But they that fought for England
Following a falling star,
Alas, alas, for England
They have their graves afar.
And they that rule in England
in stately conclave met,
Alas, alas for England
They have no graves as yet.
