This Sussex
And from the salt marsh to the Sussex Weald
And that garden fair beyond,
Where the lark and dunnock sing their song,
Where the Marsh frog skips each pond
And the seaweed green and that russet tinged
Which upon the beach do lie
Where the sunny Downs span this blessed plot
And the cliffs do rise so high
And where ‘twixt the wooded fields there lies
An ancient church of old
Where the shepherd wanders by each day
Where the celandines unfold.
Where from windblown hills to the sea below
Where the faerie dust doth fly
And this land so fair which did Heaven bless
Is where dream days do lie
Sherifa Rashidally
Cooden