Enoch Powell: First Poems: XLVII) Oh sweet it is to see the sky
England Expects
England Expects
XLVII) Oh sweet it is to see the skyOh sweet it is to see the skyBehind the yellow gorse,And sweet it is to hear the cryOf swallows in their course,And sweet upon the windy leaTo shout and leap and run;But this were sweeter far to me,Neither to feel...

