<html xmlns:tei="http://www.tei-c.org/ns/1.0"><body><h1 align="" class="head">To One From Beyond Humber</h1><div class="stanza"><p class="line">ONE shire, our greatest in mere leagues of loam,</p><p class="line" style="text-indent:%">And nowise least in all that makes life's wine</p><p class="line">A ruddy and potent draught, is yours and mine:</p><p class="line">One norland shire, our broad ancestral home.</p><p class="line">There, where the Swale and Ure converging roam,</p><p class="line">My own dim roots with the far Past entwine,</p><p class="line">And yours are 'midst the Wolds that breathe the brine,</p><p class="line">Odorous and acrid from the eastern foam.</p><p class="line">Strong men did Yorkshire heretofore beget,</p><p class="line">And stainless women ! And we who come of both</p><p class="line">Have seen the valour of the dales leap high</p><p class="line">In hearts unvanquishable, that kept their troth</p><p class="line">With England, when Death cast for her his net</p><p class="line">By land and sea, and from the insulted sky.</p></div></body></html> · Great War