In which we reflect on themes introduced in these pages
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It is a real stroke of luck for a particular country that the capital of the human race happens to be British. Surely every other people would have it theirs if they could.
Henry James
My heart’s in the Highlands, my heart is not here; My heart’s in the Highlands a-chasing the deer; Chasing the wild deer, and following the roe, My heart’s in the Highlands, wherever I go.
Robert Burns
In the highlands, in the country places, Where the old plain men have rosy faces And the young fair maidens Quiet eyes.
Robert Louis Stevenson
The only way of catching a train I ever discovered is to miss the train before.
G.K. Chesterton
Railways and the Church have their critics, but both are the best ways of getting a man to his ultimate destination.
W.V. Awdry
On Wenlock Edge the wood’s in trouble; His forest fleece the Wrekin heaves; The gale, it plies the saplings double, And thick on Severn snow the leaves.
A.E. Housman
Then it was, that the magnanimous Arthur, with all the kings and military force of Britain, fought against the Saxons. And though there were many more noble than himself, yet he was twelve times chosen their commander, and was as often conqueror.
Nennius
Modern research has not accepted the annihilation of Arthur. Timidly but resolutely the latest and best-informed writers unite to proclaim his reality. They cannot tell when in this dark period he lived, or where he held sway and fought his battles. They are ready to believe however that there was a great British warrior, who kept the light of civilization burning against all the storms that beat…And wherever men are fighting against barbarism, tyranny, and massacre, for freedom, law and honour, let them remember that the fame of their deeds, may be celebrated as long as the world rolls round.
Sir Winston Churchill
Lythe and listin, gentilmen,
That be of frebore blode;
I shall you tel of a gode yeman,
His name was Robyn Hode.
A Gest of Robyn Hode
We have promoted the freedom to roam over open country, coast and woods for more than a century and work to improve access for all today.
The National Trust Handbook
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