> And think, this heart, all evil shed away,
>    A pulse in the eternal mind, no less
>      Gives somewhere back the thoughts by England given;
> Her sights and sounds; dreams happy as her day;
>    And laughter, learnt of friends; and gentleness,
>      In hearts at peace, under an English heaven.

       From The Soldier

He loved England, for sure; and for sure, his looks were better than his
poetry, which is not to say that he was a bad poet; rather, he was really
great looking.