Antonia Alice

Was visiting St Vincent’s Bay

When a summer storm suddenly broke

The skies darkened and began to rumble

And lightning flashed here and there

Oh Happy England

She said

Oh Happy England

See the seats of the kindled fires

The trees have lost their breath you know

She sheltered in a church with a three sided spire

As watched as the rain poured

From the ancient gutters

On to graves older than the church itself

Oh Happy England

Oh content bay

Oh perfect county

On this stormy day

Later when the rains had passed

She walked along the perfumed lanes

Damp but smelling of the season pure

Soon she was met by her aunt and cousins

And was welcomed by each

Oh Happy England

She said

Oh Happy England