Physiographic Features | Type | AsNotedIn |
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English Channel | Marginal Sea |
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Isles of Scilly | Archipelago | |
Jurassic Coast | Coastal Environ | |
Lake District | Natural Environ |
Particulars for England: | |
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Locale Type | Country |
Data | |
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Demonym: | English |
Vicinage | Type | AsNotedIn |
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East Midlands | English Region | |
East of England | English Region | |
North East | English Region | |
North West | English Region | |
South East | English Region | |
South West | English Region | |
West Midlands | English Region | |
Yorkshire and the Humber | English Region |
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I leant upon a coppice gate When Frost was spectre-grey,And Winter's dregs made desolate The weakening eye of day.The tangled bine-stems scored the sky Like strings of broken lyres,And all mankind that haunted nigh Had sought their household fires.
The land's sharp features seemed to be The Century's corpse outleant,His crypt the cloudy canopy, The wind his death-lament.The ancient pulse of germ and birth Was shrunken hard and dry,And every spirit upon earth Seemed fervourless as I.
At once a voice arose among The bleak twigs overheadIn a full-hearted evensong Of joy illimited;An aged thrush, frail, gaunt, and small, In blast-beruffled plume,Had chosen thus to fling his soul Upon the growing gloom.
So little cause for carolings Of such ecstatic soundWas written on terrestrial things Afar or nigh around,That I could think there trembled through His happy good-night airSome blessed Hope, whereof he knew And I was unaware.
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