CRAIKE. 377 



For whom those Heroes fought and toiled, 

 See o'er their tops the wild ash grows, 

 And each rank weed luxuriant blows, 

 The swallow, undisturbed, hath hung 

 Her nest on roofs, which erst hare rung, 

 With sound of harp, and minstrelsy, 

 Of pageants, pomp, and revelry, 

 When at the high-born lady's calf, 

 The feast and dance, iu bannered hall, 

 At vrinter evening's welcome close, 

 To ancient warlike music rose. 

 No more the mirth-inspiring song 

 Echoes the lofty hall along ; 

 No more to sprightly notes of pleasure, 

 Swims the light dance in graceful measure. 



Trail's Poem?, 



CRAIKE 



Is a place, which in the times of feudal grandeur 

 find clerical dominion, was held in great estimation, 

 and entertained personages of the highest rank, 

 and of the utmost importance. From peculiar cir,. 

 cumstances it is a part of the bishopric of Durham, 

 though situated in the wapentake of Buhner in the 

 north riding of the county of York. It is 3 miles 

 from Easingwold, and 1? from Helmsley, contain- 

 ^ng a population of 538. It is a rectory, within the 

 archdeaconry and peculiar jurisdiction of the Dean 

 and Chapter of Durham ; it is dedicated to St, 

 Cuthbert, and the patron is the bishop of Durham, 

 is ajso lord of the manor. 



with the lands three miles round was giv* 

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