Ha'nacker Mill

This poem was written by Hilaire Belloc while he was traveling in France. He composed the tune himself. In 1933 his friends got him to record it for them. The lyrics are:

Hanacker Mill

Sally is gone that was so kindly,
Sally is gone from Ha'nacker Hill
And the Briar grows ever since then so blindly;
And ever since then the clapper is still...
And the sweeps have fallen from Ha'nacker Mill.

Ha'nacker Hill is in Desolation:
Ruin a-top and a field unploughed.
And Spirits that call on a fallen nation,
Spirits that loved her calling aloud,
Spirits abroad in a windy cloud.

Spirits that call and no one answers --
Ha'nacker's down and England's done.
Wind and Thistle for pipe and dancers,
And never a ploughman under the Sun:
Never a ploughman. Never a one.

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• Belloc
• poetry
• England
• distributism

[mooonshadow]

Amen

[bookstar77]

Hail Belloc, Servant of Christ!