sir john betjeman - middlesex كلمات الأغنية

gaily into ruislip gardens

runs the red electric train

with a thousand ta’s and pardon’s

daintily alights elaine;

hurries down the concrete station

with a frown of concentration

out into the outskirt’s edges

where a few surviving hedges
keep alive our lost elysium—rural middles_x again

well cut windsmoor flapping lightly

jacqmar scarf of mauve and green

hiding hair which, friday nightly

delicately drowns in drene;

fair elaine the bobby_soxer

fresh_complexioned with innoxa

gains the garden—father’s hobby—

hangs her windsmoor in the lobby

settles down to sandwich supper and the television screen

gentle brent, i used to know you

wandering wembley_wards at will

now what change your waters show you
in the meadowlands you fill!

recollect the elm_trees misty

and the footpaths climbing twisty

under cedar_shaded palings

low laburnum_leaned_on railings

out of northolt on and upward to the heights of harrow hill

parish of enormous hayfields

perivale stood all alone

and from greenford scent of mayfields

most enticingly was blown

over market gardens tidy

taverns for the bona fide

c_ckney anglers, c_ckney shooters
murray poshes, lupin pooters

long in kensal green and highgate silent under soot and stone

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