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Title: Vanishing England
Year: 1911 (1910s)
Authors: Ditchfield, P. H. (Peter Hampson), 1854-1930
Subjects: England -- Description and travel England -- Antiquities
Publisher: London : Methuen
Contributing Library: University of California Libraries
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tin 1591, Bishop Lloyds house in Water-gate with itstimber front sculptured with Scripture subjects, andGods Providence House with its motto Gods Provi-dence is mine inheritance, the inhabitants of whichare said to have escaped one of the terrible plaguesthat used to rage frequently in old Chester. Journeying southwards we come to Shrewsbury, anotherwalled town, abounding with delightful half-timberedhouses, less spoiled than any town we know. It wasnever a Roman town, though six miles away, at Urico-nium, the Romans had a flourishing city with a greatbasilica, baths, shops, and villas, and the usual acces-sories of luxury. Tradition says that its earliest Celticname was Pengwern, where a British prince had his 1 The Chester folk have a proverb, When the daughter is stolen, shutPepper-gate —referring- to the well-known story of a daughter of a Mayorof Chester having made her escape with her lover through this gate, whichhe ordered to be closed, but too late to prevent the fugitives.
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« -R. Detail of Half-timbered House inHigh Street, Shrewsbury 54 VANISHING ENGLAND palace ; but the town Scrobbesbyrig came into existenceunder Offas rule in Mercia, and with the Normans cameRoger de Montgomery, Shrewsburys first Earl, and acastle and the stately abbey of SS. Peter and Paul. Alittle later the town took to itself walls, which were abun-dantly necessary on account of the constant inroads ofthe wild Welsh. For the barbicans massy and high, Bloudie Jacke !And the oak-door is heavy and brown ;And with iron its plated and machicolated,To pour boiling- oil and lead down ; How youd frownShould a ladle-full fall on your crown ! The rock that it stands on is steep, Bloudie Jacke !To gain it ones forced for to creep ;The Portcullis is strong, and the Drawbridge is long,And the water runs all round the Keep ; At a peepYou can see that the moats very deep ! So rhymed the author of the Ingoldsby Legends, when inhis Legend of Shropshire he described the red stonefortress that tower

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