IF I were king of this broad land, And you were England's queen, All high-roads should be glades of lawn, All byways mossed and green; The seashore should be lengthened out With beach, and rock, and sand, Till the most rural hamlet lay Scarce seven mile inland. Yea, long sea arms should wind and thread Our midlands through and through, That foresters and shepherd lads Might watch the salt and blue. Then caravans and pedlars, Replacing shop and street, Should bring folk dainty things to wear And luscious things to eat. A few of the great changes these, On which we might decide, If I were in Westminster throned With you crowned at my side. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...EPITAPH: FOR A VIRGIN LADY by COUNTEE CULLEN CINQUAIN: SUSANNA AND THE ELDERS by ADELAIDE CRAPSEY LIMERICK by OLIVER BROOK HERFORD HURRAHING IN HARVEST by GERARD MANLEY HOPKINS THE QUANGLE WANGLE'S HAT by EDWARD LEAR A PAINTED FAN by LOUISE CHANDLER MOULTON |