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Rh Or south where windy Piddinghoe's

Begilded dolphin veers,

And black beside wide-bankèd Ouse

Lie down our Sussex steers.

So to the land our hearts we give

Till the sure magic strike,

And Memory, Use, and.Love make live

Us and our fields alike—

That deeper than our speech and thought,

Beyond our reason's sway,

Clay of the pit whence we were wrought

Yearns to its fellow-clay.

God gives all men all earth to love,

But since man's heart is small,

Ordains for each one spot shall prove

Beloved over all.

Each to his choice, and I rejoice

The lot has fallen to me

In a fair ground—in a fair ground—

Yea, Sussex by the sea!