O England, my England, where have you gone?
Where is that land I once looked upon
When I was a laughing lad living the dream
Born of a time and a people who seem
Sad spectres calling vainly but their voices are lost
In a England so different and gone now at such cost.
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Brian Blanchard
Sun 24th Oct 2021 15:05
Although we don't enjoy such a long and rich history, I feel your pain here as well....but as long as folk like you and I take breath and heed those missing voices, there's still hope, yes?
Alas! My London is definitely not there anymore, but some remoter places have changed very little, visibly anyway. Probably our parents and grandparents would have said the same, although the social changes in their lifetimes perhaps were not so pronounced. A lot said in six lines-
Jennifer
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M.C. Newberry
Mon 25th Oct 2021 15:09
Jennifer - i have lived (and worked) for much of sixty years
in London so I concur with your comments. It has been
pointed out to me in another context that the only constant in
life is change, so i will go with you about the question of
"attitudes" to social changes in other lifetimes, which, as you
rightly point out, were "perhaps were not so pronounced".
Brian - thanks for the comment and the note of optimism....
always welcome!.
And thanks, one and all, for the "likes".