Volume 1

The history and antiquities of the county of Dorset / Compiled from the best and most ancient historians, inquisitions post mortem, and other valuable records and mss. in the public offices, and libraries, and in private hands. With a copy of Domesday book and the Inquisitio Gheldi for the county: interspersed with some remarkable particulars of natural history; and adorned with a correct map of the county, and views of antiquities, seats of the nobility and gentry, &c. By John Hutchins, M.A.

  • John Hutchins
Date:
1774
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Credit: The history and antiquities of the county of Dorset / Compiled from the best and most ancient historians, inquisitions post mortem, and other valuable records and mss. in the public offices, and libraries, and in private hands. With a copy of Domesday book and the Inquisitio Gheldi for the county: interspersed with some remarkable particulars of natural history; and adorned with a correct map of the county, and views of antiquities, seats of the nobility and gentry, &c. By John Hutchins, M.A. Source: Wellcome Collection.

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    [ » ] DRAYTON’s Po q H R O’ the Dorfetian fields that lie in open view,- jVIv progteffc I againe muft leriouflie purfue, From Marjhwood’s fruitfull vale my journey on to make: (As Phoebus getting up out of the eafterne lake, Refrefht with cafe and fleep, is to his labour preft; Even fo the labouring mufe, heere baited with this reft*) Whereas the little him along doth eafelie creepe, And Car, that comming downe unto the troubled deepe, Brings on the neighbouring Bert, whofe batning mel¬ lowed banke. From all the Britilh foyles, for hempe moft hugely rank Doth bear away the bed; to Bert-pert which hath gain’d That praife from every place, and worthilie obtain d Our cordage from her (lorea, and cables Ihould be made. Of any in that kind mod fit for marine trade : _ Not fever’d from the Ihore, aloft where Che fill lifts Her ridged fnake-like fands, in wrecks and lmouldring drifts, Which by the fouth wind rays’d, are heav’d on little hills: Whofe valleys with his flowes when foming Neptune fills, Upon a thoufand fwannes the naked fea-nymphes ride Within the ouzy pooles replenilht everie tide: Which running on, the ile ot Portland pointeth out; Upon whofe moifhed Ikirt with fea-weed fring’d about, The baftard coraib breeds, that drawne out of the brack, A brittle llalke becomes, from greenilh turn’d to black : Which th’ ancients, for the love that they to lfis bare, (Their goddefle moft ador’d) have facred for her haire. Of which the muds, and the blew nereids make Them taudries c for their necks, when fporting in the lake. They to their fecrete bowres the fea-gods entertaine. Where Portland from her top doth over-peere the maine, Her rugged front empal’d on every part with rocks, Tho’ indigent of wood, yet fraught with woolly flocks: Molt famous for her folke, excelling with the fling, Of anie other heere this lsfnd inhabiting, _ That therewith they in warre offenfivelie might wound. If yet the ule of fliot invention had not found. Where, from the neighbouring hills her paffage Wy doth path, Whole haven, not our leaft that watch the mid-day, hath The glories that belong unto a complete port; Tho’ Wey the lea ft of all the naiads that relort 'fo the Dorfetian lands, from off the higher Ihore. Then Frame (a nobler flood) the mufes doth implore Her mother Blackmore's d date they fadly would be- waile; Whofe big and lordlie oakes once bore as brave a fail, As they themfelves that thought the largeft ihades to fpred: But man’s devouring hand, with all the earth not fed, Hath hewed her timber downe, which wounded when it fell. lyolbion. Second Song. By the great noife it made, the workmen feem’d to tel! The Ioffe that to the land would fhortlie come thereby, Where no man ever plants to our pofteritie : That when (harp winter flioots her fleet and hardened haile. Or fuddaine gufts from fea, the harmleffe doer affaile. The flirubs are not of power to Iheeld them from the wind. “ Deere mother,” quoth the Froome, “ too late, “ alas! we find (C The foftnefs of thy fward continued thro’ thy loile, “ To be the only caufe of unrecover’d fpoile; “ W hen fcarce the Britilh ground a finer grafs doth “ beare: « Andwilh I could, quoth Ihee, (if willies helpful were) “ Thou never by that name of V/hite Fart hadft been “ known, “ But Ailed Blacktnore ftill, which rightly was thine “ owne. “ For why, that change foretold the ruin of thy ftate : « Lo! thus the world may fee what ’tis to innovate.” By this, her owne nam’d' town the wandring Froome had paft: And quitting in her ccurfe old Dcrcefier at laft, Approaching neere the Poole, at Warham on her way, As eafelie ihee doth fall into the peaceful bay, Upon her nobler fide, and to the fouthward neere. Fair Purbeck Ihee beholds, which no where hath her peere; So pleafantlie in-il’d on migbtie Neptune’s marge : A foreft-nymph, and of chafte Diana’s charge, Imploy’d in woods and lands her deere to feed and •kill: • On whom the watrie god would oft have had his will. And often her has woo’d, which never would be wonne \ But, Purbeck (as profell a huntreffe and a nunne) The wide and wealthie fea, nor all his power refpetfs : Her marble-minded breaft, impregnable, rejects The uglie orksf, that for their lord and ocean woo. Whilft Froome was troubl’d thus where nought flie has to do. The Piddle, that this while beflir’d her nimble feet, In falling to the Poole her filler Froome to meet, And having in her traine two little flender rills, (Befldes her proper fpring) wherewith her banks Ihee fills, To whom fince firft the world this later name her lent, Who ancientlie was known to be infilled 'Trent, . , Her fmall alhftant brookes her ffcond name have gain d. Whilft Piddle and the Frome each other entertain’d, Oft praifing lovely Poole, their bell beloved-bay, Thus Piddle her befpake, to palle the time away ; “ When Poole (quoth (lie) was young, a luftie fea-born “ lafs, <c Great Albyon to this nymph an earned filter was, “ And bare himfelfe fo well, and fo in favour came, “ That fo in little time, ..upon this lovelie dame “ Begot three mayden iles, his darlings and delight: “ The eldeil, Brunkefey call’d, the fecond Furfey bight, « The youngeft and the laft, the leffer than the other, “ Saint Hellen's name doth beare, the Hilling of her “ mother.” * of Parliament 21 H. VIII. l> ]uba mentions a like coral in the Troglodite ifles, C A kind ot necklace worn by country wenches., f Sea-monfters, Neptune’s guard. and liiles it Jfidiiplocamos. Plin. Nat. I till. lib. <* Blackmore, fo named from the foil. xiii. c., 2^. c Framph'n. Anc!>