Vandals In A Green And Pleasant Land?: Benvenuto Solomon


Do hikers’ feet in these our times
Walk upon England’s mountains green?
And are there noisy picnickers
On England’s pleasant pastures seen?

And do the hordes from coach and car
Turn grassy hills to rubbish-dumps?
And were there trees and hedges once
Where leer these rows of petrol-pumps?

Bring we great store of paper bags!
Bring cartons, bottles, tons no less!
Litter, be spread! Wrappers, unfold!
Bring me more things to make a mess.

I will not cease from graceless ways,
Nor stay my devastating hand,
Until we have a dust-bin made
Of England’s green and pleasant land.

‘Benvenuto Solomon’

(Google can find no trace of this gentleman, which I presume is a nom de plume, assumed in defence against  those doughty ladies of the Women’s Institute, for whom Blake’s ‘Jerusalem‘ is their national song)

‘Vandals’ (with apologies to William Blake)

From ‘The Perfect Holiday’ by Rose Henniker Heaton

The image is copyright: Galyna Andrushko via Shutterstock

About layanglicana

Author of books on Calcutta, Delhi and Dar es Salaam, I am now blogging as a lay person about the Church of England and the Anglican Communion. I am also blogging about the effects of World War One on the village of St Mary Bourne, Hampshire.
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