Grantchester Meadows

Icy wind of night be gone

This is not your domain

In the sky, a bird was heard to cry

Misty morning whisperings

And gentle stirring sounds

Belied a deathly silence that lay all around

Hear the lark and harken to the barkin' of the dog fox

Gone to ground

See the splashing of the kingfisher flashing to the water

And a river of green is sliding unseen beneath the trees

Laughing as it passes through the endless summer making for the sea

In the lazy water meadow

I lay me down

All around me golden sun-flakes settle on the ground

Basking in the sunshine of the bygone afternoon

Bringing sounds of yesterday into this city room

Hear the lark and harken to the barkin' of the dog fox

Gone to ground

See the splashing of the kingfisher flashing to the water

And a river of green is sliding unseen beneath the trees

Laughing as it passes through the endless summer making for the sea

In the hazy water meadow

I lay me down

All around me golden sun-flakes covering the ground

Basking in the sunshine of the bygone afternoon

Bringing sounds of yesterday into my city room

Hear the lark and harken to the barkin' of the dog fox

Gone to ground

See the splashing of the kingfisher flashing to the water

A river of green is sliding unseen beneath the trees

Laughing as it passes through the endless summer making for the sea