on egdon heath by weld estate
the villagers abandoned fate
where tanks did roll and cannons fired
across purbecks hills where art desired
by gentle stream in wools fair place
where church did grace that sacred base
by moreton track and bovys camp
where flag did fly by naffi dance
here Shaw did ride his motorbikes
like sacred cross and noble Arab knight
where lanes were wide and bird did sing
from summer time and first of spring
where hardy wrote of Tess and land
where blyton wrote from her fair hand
where tanks did fire and cannon shoot
where smugglers came in to hide their loot
down home lane and creech
twas the same where cuckoos nested once again
where bleak and desolate egdon plain
was home to writers of splendid fame