Hymn Tunes Are The Nearest We've Got

A Whispering And Watery Norfolk Sound Telling Of All The Moonlit Reeds Around.

I Am Still Reeling With Delight At The Soaring Majesty Of Norfolk.

Now If The Harvest Is Over, And The World Cold, Give Me The Bonus Of Laughter, As I Lose Hold.

Approval Of What Is Approved Of Is As False As A Well-kept Vow.

Lovers Of Norfolk Churches Can Never Agree Which Is The Best And I Think One Is Either A Salle Or A Cawston Man.