Alas, Alas for England

Elegy in a Country Churchyard
by G. K. Chesterton 

 The men that worked for England
 They have their graves at home:
 And bees and birds of England
 About the cross can roam. 

 But they that fought for England,
 Following a falling star,
 Alas, alas for England
 They have their graves afar. 

And they that rule in England,
In stately conclave met,
Alas, alas for England
They have no graves as yet.