Hymns are the poetry of the people..

Gracious Lord, oh bomb the Germans. Spare their women for Thy Sake, And if that is not too easy, We will pardon Thy Mistake. But, gracious Lord, what….

I ought to warn you that my verse is of no interest to people who can think..

And I think it was the outline of that church tower at Belaugh against the sky which gave me a passion for churches so that every church I've past si….

Hymn tunes are the nearest we've got to English folk music..

There are two thing you need for a jolly good hymn.The first is a set of words that expresses the mood or sentiment of the worshipper.The second-and ….

And behind their frail partitions Business women lie and soak, Seeing through the draughty skylight Flying clouds and railway smoke. Rest you there, ….

Ludlow....is probably the loveliest town in England with its hill of Georgian houses ascending from the river Teme to the great tower of the cross-sh….

And London shops on Christmas Eve Are strung with silver bells and flowers As hurrying clerks the City leave To pigeon-haunted classic towers, And ma….

Norfolk would not be Norfolk without a church tower on the horizon or round a corner up a lane. We cannot spare a single Norfolk church. When a churc….

Topography is one of my chief themes in my poetry, about the country, the suburbs and the seaside. Then there comes love... and increasingly; the fea….

It's strange that those we miss the most Are those we take for granted..

And now, dear Lord, I cannot wait Because I have a luncheon date..

I don't think I am any good. If I thought I was any good, I wouldn't be..

History must not be written with bias, and both sides must be given, even if there is only one side..

Too many people in the modern world view poetry as a luxury, not a necessity like petrol. But to me it's the oil of life..

On out deathbeds we're not going to regret all the work we didn't do. We're going to regret all the sex we didn't have!.

People's backyards are much more interesting than their front gardens, and houses that back on to railways are public benefactors..

I have a Vision of the Future, chum. The workers flats in fields of soya beans tower up like silver pencils, score on score..

What the Londoner sees in his mind's eye is that cluster of towers and pinnacles seen from Pentonville Hill and outlined against a foggy sunset, and ….

I am still reeling with delight at the soaring majesty of Norfolk..