Laughton church hangs over all
in steep valleys foxgloves rise
this is Sawn Moor before you lies
the killing field of Morthen
Field where once the might of Northland died
Morthen now with Saxon cross
marks for English Thorolf's loss
scoured by ages marking graves
Ulley close by Ricknield Way
Beacons on the Pennines burned
and in flatlands of the east
Vivid yellow rapecrops waving
springtime undeer deep black skies
land where Dane or Saxon lies
Viaduct and railway cuttings