North, South, East and West

Think of whichever you love the best

Forest and vale and high blue hill

You may have whichever you will

And quaff one cup to the love O your soul

Before we drink to the lovely whole

Here are high hills with towns all stone

Did you come from the Cotswolds then?

And an architecture all their own

And a breed of sturdy me

North, South, East and West

But here’s a forest old and stern

Say, Do you know the Wye?

Where sunlight dapples green miles of fern.

A river wandering by

North, South, East and West

Here’s peaceful meadow-land and kine

Do you see a fair grey tower?

Where sweet together close entwine

Grass, clover and dairy flower

North, South, East and West

Here stretches the land towards the sea

Behold the castle bold

Where men live out life merrily

And die merry and old

North, South, East and West