Explore "A Three-Part Song" by Rudyard Kipling on Textopian. Read with annotations and highlights.
I'm just in love with all these three, / The Weald and the Marsh and the Down countrie; / Nor I don't know which I love the most, / The Weald or the Marsh or the white chalk coast!
I've buried my heart in a ferny hill, / Twix' a liddle low shaw an' a great high gill. / Oh hop-bine yaller an' wood-smoke blue, / I reckon you'll keep her middling true!
I've loosed my mind for to out and run / On a Marsh that was old when Kings begun. / Oh Romney Level and Brenzett reeds, / I reckon you know what my mind needs!
I've given my soul to the Southdown grass, / And sheep-bells tinkled where you pass. / Oh Firle an' Ditchling an' sails at sea, / I reckon you keep my soul for me!