Thurstan Bassett Poems

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1.
True Greatness

It is not in the glare of glory
When the crowds are at your feet,
Or the city's bells are pealing
As you mount the victor's seat.
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2.
Eternal England

My heart is in the hills of home,
And in the winds of March,
It sings within Tintagel's foam,
And Gloucester's soaring arch.
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