My shaded eyes doth greet the Sun’s arise
As I gaze out across such vast terrain
Where man and beast succumbed in their demise
Whilst venturing ‘twixt dunes and anvil plain
Fierce blast of heat, as shadows crawl aside
Relieves me of my breath and confidence
Once hardy fools set forth with blinded pride
No more recounting tales of negligence
Dare I in modern garb debunk said truth
Of maddened dogs and Englishmen at noon
Take steps to prove exceptions rule, forsooth
Which may result in howling at the moon
Discretion points the way through wind borne sand
Lest ne’er again spy green and pleasant land