Highways and Byways in Sussex

by E. V. Lucas

As the green of the bracken amid the gloom of the heather.

The most interesting village between Midhurst and the western boundary, due west, is Trotton, three miles distant on the superb road to Petersfield, of which I have spoken above. There is no better road in England. Trotton is quiet and modest, but it has two great claims on lovers of the English drama. In the "Ode to Pity" of one of our Sussex poets we read thus of another:—

But wherefore need I wander wide

To old Ilissus' distant side,

Deserted streams and mute?

Wild Arun, too, has heard thy strains,

And echo, 'midst my native plains,

Been soothed by pity's lute.

There first the wren thy myrtles shed

On gentlest Otway's infant head,