To + 

Vernon Watney + 

We two confess twin loyalties⁠— + 

Wychwood beneath the April skies + 

Is yours, and many a scented road + 

That winds in June by Evenlode. + 

Not less when autumn fires the brake, + 

Yours the deep heath by Fannich’s lake, + 

The corries where the dun deer roar + 

And eagles wheel above Sgurr Mór. + 

So I, who love with equal mind + 

The southern sun, the northern wind, + 

The lilied lowland water-mead + 

And the grey hills that cradle Tweed, + 

Bring you this tale which haply tries + 

To intertwine our loyalties. + 