Oh, to be in England Now that April's
there, And whoever wakes
in England Sees, some morning,
unaware, That the lowest
boughs and the brushwood sheaf Round the elm-tree
bole are in tiny leaf, While the chaffinch
sings on the orchard bough In Englandnow! Robert Browning Dramatic Romances and Lyrics,'Home- Thoughts, from Abroad'.