Page:Departmental Ditties and Ballads and Barrack-Room Ballads, Kipling, 1899.djvu/170

156 And the hawk nests in the cliffside and the jackdaw on the hill,

And my heart is back in England 'mid the sights and sounds of Home.

But the garland of the sacrifice this wealth of rose and peach is,

Ah! köil, little köil, singing on the siris bough,

In my ears the knell of exile your ceaseless bell-like speech is—

Can you tell me aught of England or of Spring in England now?