Monday, January 13, 2003

Home Thoughts, From Abroad Comments

Rating: 3.2

Oh, to be in England
Now that April's there,
And whoever wakes in England
Sees, some morning, unaware,

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Robert Browning
COMMENTS
Michael Walker 04 August 2019

How enchanting spring is in England, usually coming after a long cold winter. For me, it was the time when cricket matches started again. 'Oh, to be in England/ Now that April's there, '. The beauty of which he writes is to do with nature.

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Kenny Arnold 24 October 2013

a stanger in a strangeland dreaming of home

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Daphne Grant 20 March 2006

I love this poem along with many other people. It has a true essence and love of England as it was in the old days, an England of leafy lanes of afternoon tea and church bells and cricket on Sunday in the fields. It is so memorable. It has a nice Rhythum of a slower pace than modern music will allow the soul to find. Ah the peace of Browning's England be forever writ apon the page! Enjoy for the modern pace will seldom allow such joyous capture again.

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