Some Corner Of A Foreign Field


If I should die, think only this of me;
That there’s some corner of a foreign field
That is for ever England.

This, from Rupert Brooke’s poem ‘The Soldier’, came to mind when I was looking at this photo that I took a few days ago.

This corner is ‘foreign’ in the sense that it is Scotland and not England.

But of all the vernacular architecture I have seen in Scotland, this reminds me of England most of all.

And here is the ‘pre-black-and-white’ version.


6 thoughts on “Some Corner Of A Foreign Field

  1. In fact he did die. But the romance of ‘The Soldier’ who died in battle in some foreign field was not to be.

    It was 1915, and Brooke was due to take part in the Allied landing at Gallipoli but he died on board ship from an infected mosquito bite.


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