Ralph Vaughan Williams — Clun

In valleys of springs of rivers By Ony and Teme and Clun The country for easy livers The quietest under the sun We still had sorrows to lighten One could not be always glad And lads knew trouble at Knighton When I was a Knighton lad By bridges that Thames runs under In London, the town built ill 'Tis sure small matter for wonder If sorrow is with one still And if as a lad grows older The troubles he bears are more He carries his griefs on a shoulder That handselled them long before Where shall one halt to deliver This luggage I'd lief set down? Not Thames, not Teme is the river Nor London nor Knighton the town: 'Tis a long way further than Knighton A quieter place than Clun Where doomsday may thunder and lighten And little 'twill matter to one