Beautiful Lancashire

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I mentioned the ford crossing at Gayle last night, it was really unique.




An absolutely brilliant spot.

The ducks were happy too.



It's difficult to say as to how it might have looked much better on a sunny day or not. The grey sky and rain kind of made it look quite nice in it's own way.

I bet it looks great with a heavy fall of snow on the ground as well.

I think the ducks must have been familiar with bread from visitors as well, they certainly followed me about whilst I was walking around the river and by the ford especially.




The River was surprisingly calm despite the heavy rainfall of late, that rather surprised me.



After the mill it dropped away rather smartish but there were some pretty fast flowing sections going down further along the road.

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The small back streets were really 'cute' for want of a better word.

I couldn't help but be very inquisitive regarding the home on the right of the picture with the barn doors on one level and an entrance slightly higher.

There were signs of occupancy with the chimney's and general appearance, but no obvious windows on this side or the front, except for a very small opener on the gable end.

It could have been built like that complete with fireplaces and a television room for the cattle and pigs maybe.







I thought I'd get a better look at this one for sale and checked it out on The Internet via the Estate Agents Web Pages.




Address: , DL8 3SD Price: Offers Around £ 160,000 Status: Available Now 2 Bedroom Cottage
Easy renovation project.
Spacious terraced cottage. Quiet location. Views. 2 double bedrooms. Bathroom. Lounge. Dining room. Kitchen. Study. Large rear patio yard. Safe parking. NSH. Easy renovation project. Sybills sits in the quiet back lane of the Wynd in Gayle. There are views south to Wether Fell. A lovely village, with waterfalls, ford across ...





I was quite impressed with the site actually and thought others might find it interesting too:-

JR Hopper & Co. Estate Agents, Auctioneers, Valuers. Residential and commercial properties for sale in Wensleydale, Swaledale and the surrounding North ...
www.jrhopper.com/ - 4k - Cached - Similar pages


Well you never know, some of you might be getting homesick.



This was on the main road the other side or to the rear of the above cottage. The river was running below the wall on the left of the photograph and the ford which is photographed on the above post is towards the viewer.

The alternative river crossing is the Pack Saddle type Bridge on the photograph below.





We were really impressed by the village. Indeed we were impressed by a great deal of the countryside and villages etc which we have visited over the last few weeks.

A really enjoyable experience and brilliant discussion topic.

The number of Landrovers (old type) we have come across in these locations says a hell of a lot about their popularity and suitability.

What a great vehicle they are.

I never knew they originated in Wales so to speak, and I have done a great deal of work on those machines in my mechanic days. Most of the local farmers around these parts had one.







1947
Maurice Wilks, Rover's chief engineer and brother of company Chairman Spencer Wilks, used an army surplus Jeep on his estate in Anglesey, North Wales.



It was this vehicle which inspired the notion of producing an adaptable workhorse for farmers.


Soon the first prototype Land Rovers were built (based on the WWII Willy's Overland Jeep) including the centre-steer prototype.


The Rover car company thought it had found a short-term solution to post-war shortages: The Land Rover's body was of 'Birmabright' aluminium alloy at a time when steel was in short supply.






Land Rover Centre Steer Prototype.


A good link here associated with the bits above too.

Land Rover Madness - Have you got it? - Land Rover History

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Bainbridge is located on the River Bain adjacent to a bridging point, hence the name. The Bain is one of the shortest rivers in England and starts its journey at Semerwater and follows a 21 mile route until it flows into the River Ure in North The Romans crossed the Bain at this point in order to travel to their camp at Brough Hill to the east of Bainbridge.

The remains of the Roman fort can still be seen today and are largely unexcavated. This together with a splendid village green, historical village stocks, and tranquil surroundings makes Bainbridge an excellent place for visitors, archaeologists and historians alike.

The ancient attractions in the area make Bainbridge a very popular place for toursits, archaelogists and historians from all over the globe.


Bainbridge is indeed an extremely beautiful village. It is a great pity the weather was against us, it would have been nice to have taken some of the walks in the area, but that was also applicable to most of the places we visited.

During Norman rule a massive forest covered all of the area. The forest was so dense that in those days at night-fall a horn was blown in the village to guide people home safely.

The 'Horn' hangs to this day in the local village pub, The Rose and Crown and it is still a tradition to blow the horn at 10 o'clock each night from the 27th September {The Feast of The Holy Rood}, through to Shrove Tuesday.








Regardless of the weather, it was a superb day.



The various properties in the village were really outstanding.

The Romans wouldn't know it if they returned.



The Church was quite an outstanding feature in this cosy hamlet as well.



I'm quite confident the hill in the background is the un-disturbed Roman Settlement from an alternative angle as well.

The Landrover, looks great too.



We didn't go to the Lake (Semer Water} I took the information below from The Internet, as I was interested in the same.


Just south of Askrigg lies Semer Water, Yorkshire's only natural lake. According to legend, a town once stood where the water now runs deep, but it was doomed to a watery grave after a weary traveler was refused shelter from a raging storm. As he left, he cursed the town, decreeing that it should be drowned under rushing waters. Little wonder that such ancient folklore and glorious scenery inspires so many who live and work in this beautiful region of Britain.




The River and natural falls in the village area were very impressive.



It would be good fun coming down there on one of those big wagon inner tubes I bet.



No shortage of water here either, the romans obviously figured everything out well.

This is worth a look too, regarding The aforementioned Rose and Crown.








Welcome...

The Rose and Crown is one of Yorkshire´s oldest inns. Often referred to as ´The Pride of Wensleydale´, it is famed for its hospitality and food.

The hotel (as it is now known) overlooks the village of Bainbridge in the heart of beautiful Wensleydale. Hundreds of years ago Wensleydale was a dense forest and Bainbridge was a safe haven for the foresters that worked it. This memory continues with a forest horn, located in our reception, which was blown to guide the foresters safely home.

Today the Rose and Crown is much easier to find and still offers the weary traveller a safe haven to relax, enjoy a drink and a hearty meal, before taking a rest for the night.

We have 11 en-suite rooms, an excellent restaurant and 3 bars. We can offer bed and breakfast, dinner bed and breakfast or meals in the bar or restaurant at lunchtimes and in the evening.

The hotel is ideally located for touring the Dales by car or cycle and is very popular for walkers. We can also cater for golfers and fishermen. Aysgarth Falls is spectacular in winter (full flood) and summer where fish can be seen fighting against the current. Semer Water is a natural wildlife reserve and popular with walkers; there is a 6km walk around the lake. For the thirsty traveller a visit to Masham is not to be missed, there are 2 famous breweries in the town, Black Sheep and Theakstons, serving excellent cask ales through the local pubs.

Yorkshire is famous for horse racing and the hotel is well positioned to visit Thirsk, Ripon, Redcar, Catterick, Wetherby and York.

Hawes is only a few miles away where there are plenty of shops to cater for everyone. The famous Wensleydale cheese is also made there.

We offer bargain breaks, mid week breaks and special offers throughout the year contact us for further details.

Well behaved pets are welcome and there is a large, secure car park at the rear of the hotel.

We look forward to welcoming you...

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Originally Posted by Mathos

There are some really outstanding homes in the area as well.





The one above is very picturesque.


This one below is a listed building which has just been totally renovated in accordance with the strictest of rules that apply to the same.

A nice looking property.




Nice price too, I understand, (but not able to confirm exactly) that the property is on the market at around the £750,000..00. I'll check it out in due course.

I wonder what the front looks like.

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Happyman Wrote:-

The profile of this hill looks very much like Ingleborough Camp Hillfort in North Yorshire. ( between Austwick and Ingleton north of the A 65)
If so then -
. It is thought to have been built around the first century AD by the Brigantes. This northern Celtic tribe was under attack from the invading armies of Rome, and the 15 acre plateau was chosen to become the site of a huge defensive position. It is unique in Yorkshire in that it wasn't constructed purely for military use, but as an extensive fortified village.

A rampart of millstone grit 3000 feet long encircled the massive flat summit. This was punctuated by entrances on the northern, eastern and south-western sides. Within this wall are the remains of circular stone hut foundations, usually showing south-facing entrances.

( P,S.)Havn't got a clue about the tree though - gimme a clue !

I'm going to check that out for you now Happyman.

The Tree is near to an old Roman Settlement.

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Originally Posted by Mathos

I'm quite confident the hill in the background is the un-disturbed Roman Settlement from an alternative angle as well.

You are right there!
The fort was a little further back from what appears to be the top of the hill to allow line of sight down the roman road in both directions.

the outline shows up quite well on Google Earth or Multimap as a standard roman "way station" type fort about 75 m X 75m square

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The photograph was taken on the B6160, pretty certain about that. Flobo has one which I am sure is the same point but she had 'zoomed' in on it, it may assist you better.




I have some more photographs from the area, but unable to load at present the 'Photobucket Site' is undergoing maintenance. Just gone down.

It's about 30 miles though from Buckden to Ingleton the point of interest will no doubt be visible though from both locations, but will be much closer sited to Cray/Buckden I imagine.?

Tomorrow.

We had a 'brew' at the White Lion, I have some pics from there also. My mate Joe, had a bacardi and coke.

He wasn't driving of course.



The White Lion is one of those superb Dales pubs that's so far pretty unspoilt. They do good hearty food, accommodation, good beer, you can camp in the back garden and it's dog friendly. There are plenty of tables outside, and even though they've rearranged the inside it's not been spoilt. However, the last time I visited, dripping with sweat on a hot June day with a thirst like no other, they served me a pint so abominable I actually considered not finishing it. The beer was pale, murky and very burnt tasting. Golden Pippin from Copper Dragon Brewery it was, and if they renamed it "Toasted Whippet" it would be more apt. I've had other beers from Copper Dragon before and been well pleased, and I've had some fine pints at the White Lion, but this was beyond the pale. How it ever got past quality control is beyond me.
After leaving the White Lion the path goes behind the pub and follows a beautiful little stream all the way down to Stubbing Bridge. Keep your eyes open as the stream is generally heaving with Trout. Turn right at the bridge, head down the road and in a few short minutes you're back at Hubberholme, and if you're not driving there's the pleasant prospect of one for the road at The George.
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Who wrote:- I wonder what the front looks like.

That's the front young man.

It's recently been purchased as well. I pass quite often, if I think on I will take a photograph of the rear and place it on here.

Your interest is appreciated.

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Contours show a clear line of sight from the Buckden area to Ingleborough and the "crow flies" distance is about 4 - 5 miles .

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Originally Posted by Mathos

That's the front young man.
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Originally Posted by Mathos

Cheers Happyman.

I'll try and get you more precise location points over the weekend.

For the time being the following route details may well assist your 'digging'

The Roads used from Sedbergh to Skipton are as follows:-

A684

Oughtershaw Road

B6160

B6265

Towns/Hamlets

Sedbergh
West Mustard
Garsdale
Appersett
Hawes
Gayle
Oughtershaw
Deepdale
Yockenthwaite
Kettlewell
Grassington
Hetton
Cray
Skipton

Name this tree in one.





And it's town.

There's no Green quite like English Green.

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who wrote:- "There's no Green quite like English Green."

I'm rather of the personal opinion who, that there is no place quite like The United Kingdom.

This was something or nothing in so many ways, but following the interest the place gave me from passing it by and then turning back to take a photograph, followed by a little searching up on at home, I thought it both said and meant a hell of a lot.





A pub can be someting very special in Britain at times. I have to accept that we are losing a great deal of the original character and characters associated with 'Pub Life' in general throughout the United Kingdom.

That's a great pit too, but this is all part of our progress, our evolution, changes, a 'Brave New World' would you say?


I can't change what has to be, I don't think we are meant to either. However, there's a little bit of originality and the goodness associated with it to share with you here.



This is special. I found it on The Internet and thought it had to go on this thread.

Victoria Arms
Worton,
North Yorkshire

An experience. We have mentioned in the past the "Front Room" analogy that pubs present us with, where friendly, intimate pubs warmed by a roaring fire and populated by locals can often seem like someone's front room. We may even be guilty of bandying it about rather more than the analogy can strictly stand.


Well, make no mistake: this is someone's front room, with newspapers strewn around and a small home-made bar on the corner. They do not just have a pub and live upstairs, this pub is their home, and they live in the bar. I expected to trip over his slippers on my way in, to find a half-read book turned face down, to say hello to his dog, to pick up the paper he just read. Most of these things we actually did too.


I did a little research. Ralph and Pat Daykin have been at the Victoria Arms since October 1956, by far the longest serving licensees in the Dales, if not England, and are renowned throughout the whole of the North Riding. The Daykins are a Dales family originally from Gunnerside 'over t'hill'. Their family history can be traced back to at least the 1500s and there has always been a 'Ralph' in the family. There should be a 'Ralph' in everyone's family. The Victoria Arms is a reminder of days gone by, a time when country inns were a place where locals and travelers could enjoy good local ale in the comfort of the landlord's own home. They could kick off their boots, sidle up to the fire and pet the family dog. You still can.


This pub still has the rough feel of its origins, when a person's regular income would be supplemented by having a small outlet for various forms of alcohol. The Victoria Arms is one of the last surviving examples of a truly personal, individual pub, unsullied by corporations. It is an absolute gem for pub-lovers, but not for those who have become accustomed to the restaurant style of some of today's business pubs. This is decidedly and doggedly personal. You can buy a butty, but nowt else.


If you have a friend who loves pubs, bring them here. If you have a friend who loves "quaint" and "charming" pubs, take them somewhere else. The Falkland Arms maybe, or the Rose & Crown. Safe bets. We made the mistake some years back, of going to a pub in Grasmere, Cumbria, with just such a friend. Great friend, but a little too proper for the occasion. We put our heads around the door: Roaring fireplace, no less than six feet floor to mantle; farmers standing against the bar; mud-spattered sheepdogs laid out on the stone floor. Nirvana! But no, we could not possibly stop there, we will disturb the farmers…. Argh!


Ralph was reclined in his chair by a roaring fire when we wandered in. As we took our muddy boots off, we were told not to bother. "Sometimes its muddier in here than out there!" Pat declared.


The beer? Ah, Black Sheep! Need I say more? I will say that the perennial yardstick, the condition of the cider, proved that for all the rough edges, Ralph & Pat run a fine establishment.


The walls are covered in all kinds of stuff. Golf clubs, old bank notes, prizes from Hawes Farmers Auction Mart, a trumpet, pictures, some paintings, old miner's lamps, laughing Santas and so on. There is also a civic side to Ralph: He is the President of the North Riding Dales Licensed Victuallers Association, the Wensleydale Gun Club and on the committee of the Wensleydale Angling Club, so we must have caught him reclining during one of his rare rests.

The residents of the Dales, or Dales Folk, speak plainly and economically. They will not invite you to dinner unless they genuinely mean to extend a real invitation. More often, they will simply not invite you, unless they have gotten to know you over the course of say three or four years.
But trust a Yorkshireman. They mean what they say, on those rare occasions they actually say anything. Ask a question, and you can expect an honest answer, even though the answer will be lacking in embellishment.


Many years ago when I was privileged enough to work on a Dales farm, I was taking a break with my employer, leaning against a five-bar gate, sharing no conversation whatsoever, when this salesman drove in to the yard in his fancy car.


Immediately a sheepdog streaked out of the barn and across the cobbles towards the alarmed salesman. The poor young man wound the window down a crack, and said, in what I was sure was an Eton accent, "I say old chap, will your dog bite me?"

The farmer moved his pipe from one side of his mouth to the other, drew breath and with an almost imperceptible shrug of the shoulders, said, "Ah reckon not". So the salesman gingerly opened his door and stepped out, whereupon the dog promptly bit him on the leg.


"I thought you said your dog would not bite me!!!" shrieked the salesman. The farmer eyed him up, shifted weight, nodded slightly and with what I swear was a twinkle in his eye, said, "Not my dog".


I like the people in Yorkshire. While it is always incorrect to label any group of people as preferable to another, because there is good and bad everywhere, I can still speak in broad, crass generalizations by saying that I am more comfortable around Yorkshire folk than any other identifiable geographical group in England. They will take their time over warming to you, and barely acknowledge your departure, but you can always expect a genuine warm welcome whenever you return.



To Get There:
While the Victoria Arms is on the main drag through Wensleydale (the A684 halfway between Aysgarth & Hawes) you have to look out for it because it is sitting by the side of the road with no obvious markers to home in on. For walkers too, it is back east through the village, while most paths take you through the west and central parts of the village.

Lesson Learned

Be respectful of your surroundings when in the pub, as it may be someone's home.










Victoria Arms, Worton, North Yorkshire.
This is a true pub-lover's pub. It fulfills, literally, the theory that the English pub is "everyone's front room". This pub is someone's front room, full of character and providing excellent beer. Do not come for any food, but come for conversation, atmosphere and to experience a true English pub.


The following are well worth 'clicking onto'

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There are times when you come across places like the Victoria Arms above and other memory jerkers from By Gone Times which send you into a nostalgic mood for a little while.

This was a classic below. I can't recall seeing an AA box now for probably thirty years or so, and we came across this beauty on Tuesday September 9th 2008.




This really must be one of the very last remaining AA phone boxes, it was on the road between Bedale & Hawes, North Yorkshire. Which would be the A684.




This is my mate Joe, a real Pal.

We have a lot of history. Joe was a professional boxer, and one of the best. He had a really good mention in 'Ring Magazine' in the 1950's. Well rated.

I'll have a word with him and see if it's ok to direct you to his web page in due course. I know it went cuckoo on him a few days ago and he is having to get it sorted out.



Then there was this old Service Station



The sign on the building was rather faded to put it mildly but it was possible to make out the name. I would have loved to have gone inside that building for a 'good old root around' I bet it was like Aladin's Cave.



A little interesting additional information from The Net here as well.

Garsdale, Rise Hill, Aye Gill Pike, Yorkshire.


This ancient dispensing petrol or diesel pump which was situated on the 'Old Forecourt' was amazing. It should be in a museum. I don't think I have seen one like that before unless it has been in a museum.





I bet it took some pumping to fill a commercial tank or a coach by hand with one of those pumps too.

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What a gorgeous little spot this was as well.

I need Happyman to tell me about The Tower in the background though.




There is so much beauty in these out of the way places and it's quite a privilege to have the opportunity to visit them, take a few photographs and then share the same with others.

The thread gets some really great viewing figures so obviously it is enjoyed by many.

Thanks for the support in general, it's really appreciated.



These are a few of the houses in the little Hamlet of Appersett.


The Rivers in general are splendid.




Some of the sights are amazing in general, I rather think the hill in the photograph above will be of interest to Happyman too.


Like these next two, you can be driving along and these water cascades are oozing out of the hills all over the place, they probably wouldn't be running if we had a dry summer, so there's a bonus side to all the rain of late.




They could be washing gold down into those streams.



I think I'll return and do a bit of panning.

The Bridge below, once upon a time it probably carried horses, carriages, coaches, cattle and human beings across the river on a regular daily basis. It wouldn't have been built for any other reasons, you can rest assured on that.



Now the grass has grown on the cobbles and it's off limits.

Spectacular it really is too.



I reckon it will have witnessed some amazing things in its days.

It's opposite a great pub called The White Lion inn.

It's a no go zone for carriages nowadays, but what a wonderful bit of history it shows off.

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Mentioning the White Lion Pub, we called in as I think I mentioned a couple of posts or more back, it was nice too.




It appeared to be having problems with the roof and the heavy rain though.



You can see from the blackboard menu's there was really good food on offer.



A really nice old fashioned original bar, how it should be of course.



I've mentioned before, you don't come across many of this calibre nowadays.

Or this:-



It was really nice to walk in late in the afternoon and find a live fire burning away.

Beautiful.



A good bit of interesting information on the pamphlet as well.




Grand isn't it.

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There are some basic parts of country living which never really change at all though and progress is a method strangely suited to a farmer/cattleman moving his milking herds whilst sat astride a quad nowadays as opposed to a long foot slog.




They were certainly heavy with milk too, I've no idea how much a single cow produces, the thought of knowing has never entered my head before. Must be an age thing of some description.




I checked out on the milk production one full grown cow produces between five and eight gallons of milk per day.

That's a hell of a lot of milk for one animal to create.

Farms are much different now as well if you look to modern build.

Personally I much prefer the old brick or stone type farms with the cobbled yards. These modern build units with concrete yards and fancy milking systems are probably far better for production purposes and may allow the farmer to have an extra hour in bed {Those guys know what work is} but they don't look or feel as good as the old type.




I had a quick look to see if I had a photograph or two of an old original farm yard and buildings. I didn't notice one and cannot recall ever taking one. I'll put that right in the future.

One of these days they will all be gone I suppose.

This next photograph, whilst going off subject is interesting and a really nice photograph in general.

However, I noticed a large 'green type of pole' in the garden of the house by the river, and I have no idea what it is.

Can anybody help?

These homes are in a really beautiful location too.



This might be a slightly better photograph as well.



It's a very peculiar looking pole or whatever.


These were taken in the Bainbridge area as well, it's a spectacular village indeed.

Note this one:-



This one as well with the old Q8 {Kuwait if you were not aware of the significance regarding petroleum spirit} petrol station, I don't think there are many of those sites left in The UK either.

It would never have been built there in todays world.

The old underground storage tanks in thousands of these old stations have caused so many environmental problems over the last thirty years especially or so. Old five hundred gallon tanks which were replaced with larger tanks as motoring increased and sites got busier. The old ones were not always removed or filled with concrete as they should have been. Dealer owners especially used them to store waste oil and other such products. The tanks were corroding and leaking all sorts into the ground. Imagine that, seeping oil, diesel or petrol into the river.

I hope not.

[who]

Is the green pole for cell phones ?

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No doubt talking to Happyman has made me and Flobo for that matter, far more observant as to what we see in the land. OK we are only making guesses and or assumptions, but never the less it certainly makes for a more interesting topic of discussion.

These rocks certainly gave me the impression that they had been eroded from the bottom upward by water, probable an ocean of some sort, a large lake, or as Flobo said, ice might have caused the wear from the bottom up.



This one too, it was one of those places which just seemed to be trying to shout out, I certainly couldn't put my finger on anything at all, but I rather think Happyman will tell us if it has something to reveal.



This one also:-




There were some outstanding places in this particular location.

If you have an interest in the locations there are some free maps, some with photographs which you can download from this site.

Thanks to the originator as well:- Colin Day.

Maps of villages in Upper Wensleydale, Yorkshire Dales

[Mathos]

Originally Posted by who

Is the green pole for cell phones ?

Don't know who, I suppose it could be, but I think I would have come across others like or similar to it.

However, if you put the picture to your photograph manager and enlarge it screen size, there is a black cable (possibly cable) going off the top into the trees and the cable runs down the side of the pole halfway uncovered and then in the protective metal tube down below.

So I doubt it being a phone mast very much, obviously it cannot be ruled out though.

It could have something to do with the river, perhaps a flood early warning advice.

Then again, it may be his own personal fishing line..

No, I think it's something quite special or unique.

I have never seen one like that.

Thanks for your input though who.

[Mathos]

Just watching Last Night at The Proms,

"Land of Hope and Glory"


Spectacular, and I mean spectacular.

Proud to be British.

Land of Hope and Glory - An Anglo-American Tradition


the UK, it is set to lyrics (partly written by Elgar himself ...
1 min 40 sec -

YouTube - Land of Hope and Glory - Last Night of the ...


This is a video response to Land of Hope and Glory - Last ...
7 min -

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Land of Hope and Glory

Land of Hope and Glory, Mother of the Free,
How shall we extol thee, who are born of thee?
Wider still, and wider, shall thy bounds be set;
God, who made thee mighty, make thee mightier yet!

Truth and Right and Freedom, each a holy gem,
Stars of solemn brightness, weave thy diadem.

Tho' thy way be darkened, still in splendour drest,
As the star that trembles o'er the liquid West.

Throned amid the billows, throned inviolate,
Thou hast reigned victorious, thou has smiled at fate.

Land of Hope and Glory, fortress of the Free,
How may we extol thee, praise thee, honour thee?

Hark, a mighty nation maketh glad reply;
Lo, our lips are thankful, lo, our hearts are high!

Hearts in hope uplifted, loyal lips that sing;
Strong in faith and freedom, we have crowned our
Queen