For remembrance

Let us remember how we came

To Fletching in the trees,

Where stood the high and misty down

Between us and the seas.

Let us remember how we crossed

Ouse, Adur, Arun, three

Slight rivers rolling in their broad

Green valleys to the sea.

Let us remember most of all

When this bright air no more

We breathe, what young and morning oaths

On the high hills we swore.