{"id":1061,"date":"2007-09-13T14:18:08","date_gmt":"2007-09-13T14:18:08","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.newton-le-willows.com\/wp\/?p=1061"},"modified":"2013-12-22T17:15:47","modified_gmt":"2013-12-22T17:15:47","slug":"rokeden-poem-by-j-h-lane","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/newton-le-willows.com\/?p=1061","title":{"rendered":"<span>Rokeden &#8211; Poem by J H Lane<\/span>"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>There is not in dear Newton a picture so pretty<br \/>\nAs the green rocky dean at the north of the town;<br \/>\nOh, the sight of this valley inspires a sweet ditty,<br \/>\nOf sprightliest measure, its beauties to crown.<br \/>\n<center><img decoding=\"async\" alt=\"\" src=\"https:\/\/www.newton-le-willows.com\/images\/stories\/nlw\/castle_hill_500.jpg\" \/><\/center><br \/>\nFrom the old Castle Hill to the Lady Hill stretching,<br \/>\nWhat a sylvan display greets the visitors eye!<br \/>\nA succession of scenes worth an artistic sketching<br \/>\nIn bright colours to equal the bow in the sky.<\/p>\n<p><center><img decoding=\"async\" alt=\"\" src=\"https:\/\/www.newton-le-willows.com\/images\/stories\/nlw\/Golborne_Park_Bridge_500.jpg\" \/><\/center>First the bridge oer the lake claims the life-limning brushes,<br \/>\nWith its background of trees on the Golborne domain;<br \/>\nNext the head of the lake with its reeds and its rushes,<br \/>\nAnd the bank of tall beeches oershading the lane.<\/p>\n<p><center><img decoding=\"async\" alt=\"\" src=\"https:\/\/www.newton-le-willows.com\/images\/stories\/nlw\/BYH_Cottage.jpg\" \/><\/center>Then the B Y H house, at the top of the Hollows,<br \/>\nAnd the green sloping meadow with kine dotted oer,<br \/>\nWhere sweep the swift wings of the fly-hunting swallows,<br \/>\nAnd where grow the trim ash and the broad sycamore.<\/p>\n<p>Then the well with its volume of sweet water flowing,<br \/>\nAnd the bridge in the Hollows a picture demand,<br \/>\nAnd the tall chestnut-tree at the wood-corner growing,<br \/>\nAnd the verdure-clad banks of bright-red rocky sand.<\/p>\n<p><center><img decoding=\"async\" alt=\"\" src=\"https:\/\/www.newton-le-willows.com\/images\/stories\/nlw\/Dean_School.jpg\" \/><\/center>Then the ancient free school, by John Stirrup erected,<br \/>\nWith its sculptured quotation from wise Solomon,<br \/>\nAnd the words oer the entrance, so often inspected,<br \/>\nWhich record the kind action of worthy old John.<\/p>\n<p>Then the path by the moor oer the little bridge leading,<br \/>\nThrough the bloom-scented dell with its summer-decked trees,<br \/>\nAnd its clear, purling brook by the Wishing Well speeding,<br \/>\nIts melodious birds and its murmuring bees.<\/p>\n<p><center><img decoding=\"async\" alt=\"\" src=\"https:\/\/www.newton-le-willows.com\/images\/stories\/nlw\/Lady_Hill_Dam_500.jpg\" \/><\/center>Then the dam claims the art of the painter or poet,<br \/>\nWith its bank of pink blossoms on carpets of blue,<br \/>\nAnd the white floating lilies reflected below it,<br \/>\nAnd the tall shady trees with the sun glinting through.<\/p>\n<p><center><img decoding=\"async\" alt=\"\" src=\"https:\/\/www.newton-le-willows.com\/images\/nlw\/page_43-500.jpg\" \/><\/center>Last the old Lady Hill, where methinks the Archdruid<br \/>\nCut the mistletoe bough with his sickle of gold,<br \/>\nAnd outpoured his libations of rich crimson fluid<br \/>\nTo the sun and the moon and his gods manifold.<br \/>\nJ. H. Lane.<\/p>\n<hr \/>\n<p><i>This version transcribed \u00a92005 by Steven Dowd for use in the Newton le Willows website from the 1916 Vol II, History of Newton in Makerfield by J H Lane.<\/i><\/p>\n<hr \/>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>There is not in dear Newton a picture so pretty As the green rocky dean at the north of the town; Oh, the sight of this valley inspires a sweet ditty, Of sprightliest measure, its beauties to crown. From the old Castle Hill to the Lady Hill stretching, What a sylvan display greets the visitors eye! A succession of scenes worth an artistic sketching In bright colours to equal the bow in the sky. 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