bent-land

Updated: May 19, 2025

I should think that those familiar with the topography and with the colloquialisms constantly appearing in this book, would read it with a veritable delight of reminiscence. Heatherland and bent-land Black land and white, God bring me to Northumberland, The land of my delight. Land of singing waters, And winds from off the sea, God bring me to Northumberland, The land where I would be.

William Lyon Phelps - The Advance of English Poetry in the Twentieth Century

Heatherland and bent-land, And valleys rich with corn, God bring me to Northumberland, The land where I was born. The shadow of the war darkens nearly every page of this volume, and the last poem expresses not the local but the universal sentiment of us who remain in our homes.

William Lyon Phelps - The Advance of English Poetry in the Twentieth Century