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Program 42 - The White Cliffs Of Dover

Program 42 - The White Cliffs Of Dover

Broadcast: Unknown
Added: May 26 2008

Miss Lynn Fontanne reads the poem The White Cliffs of Dover by Alice Duer Miller

I have loved England, dearly and deeply, Since that first morning, shining and pure, The white cliffs of Dover I saw rising steeply Out of the sea that once made her secure. I had no thought then of husband or lover, I was a traveller, the guest of a week; Yet when they pointed 'the white cliffs of Dover', Startled I found there were tears on my cheek. I have loved England, and still as a stranger, Here is my home and I still am alone. Now in her hour of trial and danger, Only the English are really her own.