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A poem

A Voice From Hackfall
\nby James Casmey, Nail Maker, Gruelthorpe. May 1859

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Welcome thrice welcome, stangers all,
\nThat visit me the famed Hackfall
\nYea, welcome as the bloom of May
\nTo celebrate our Gala Day

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Welcome art thou O aged sire
\nWhose silvery locks all must admire,
\nAnd thou fair matron by his side,
\nHis helpmate on life’,s stormy tide !
\nAnd manly youth and blooming maid,
\nThrice welcome to our woodland shade,
\nWhere stands the veteran oak,
\nThat long has stood old tempest’,s stroke,
\nAlso the stately ash you’,ll see
\nWith arms outstretched to welcome ye
\nTo view Dame Nature’,s works of art,
\nWhich you’,ll find here in every part,
\nMix’,t with the handy work of man
\nUpon a grand romantic plan.

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You’,ll find not far down in the glade
\nThe Alum Spring, a grand cascade,
\nWhose silvery stream appears to sing
\nAn anthem to the bloom of Spring.
\nAnd on its rippling harp to play
\nA welcome to our Gala Day.

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Now turn thy steps towards the right,
\nAnd view that grand imposing sight
\nTis Mowbray Castle, in decay,

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Mowbray Castle

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The relics of a bygone day,
\nWhilst shelving rocks on which it stands
\nLook awful, yet majestic grand,
\nIf that old castle could unfold
\nThe deeds it witnessed of old
\nNo doubt to what it would give vent,
\nWould fill us with astonishment
\nBut as it can’,t we’,ll pass along
\nWhilst songsters welcome you with song
\nAnd squirrels on the branches play,
\nTheir frolics on our Gala Day
\nLet Sand Bed Hut attention call,
\nFrom thence pass on to Fishers Hall,

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\nAnd Lime House Hill you’,ll find a treat,
\nThen rest awhile on the green seat
\nWhere river Ure comes rolling by
\nIn silver vested majesty.

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The River Ure Hackfall
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\nNext at the splendid Grotto call,
\nIn front of the Great Waterfall
\nWhose crystal stream with brilliant crest,
\nFlows gleeful from Dame Nature’s breast,
\nAnd sings it’s little child like song
\nAs joyfully it rolls along.

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Now here we must stop once again
\nTo view the pretty Fountain Plain,
\nWhere if you had the mind and will
\nAnd music, might dance a quadrille,
\nAnd when you’re weary of the dance,
\nBehold now what a charming chance
\nTo rest, the rustic temple neat
\nIs here, where you can have a seat,
\nAnd when recruited, once again
\nWe’ll pass along unto Tent Plain

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Lo here the Weeping Rock appears,
\nShowering forth her crystal tears,
\nLet not her tears your sports annoy,
\nPerhaps she weeps but tears of joy
\nTo help to wash dull care away
\nFrom Hackfall on our Gala Day.

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But here’s Mount Pleasant just in view
\nA place more pleasing far to you,
\nBut at a proper distance keep,
\nNor try to jump the Lover’s Leap.
\nTo Mowbray Point at last we’ve got,
\nA very interesting spot,
\nAs here you stand for miles you see
\nA very charming scenery.
\nOf miles of rich and fertile land,
\nAll variegated and most grand:
\nHambleton’s Hills from here you view

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And famed Roseberry Topin too

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Tanfield and Kirklington you’ll see,
\nWith Pickhill also Baldersby,
\nYork Minster too tho’ far away,
\nIs seen here on a clear day.

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Now friends look around you till you tire,
\nAnd then there’s one thing I desire,
\nThat’s if you’ll be advised by me
\nTo go and take a cup of tea,
\nAnd with some friendly neighbour talk,
\nAbout each Spring and Zig-Zag walk,
\nOf Castle bold and Grotto neat,
\nAnd thank LORD RIPON for the treat
\nPray that his Lordship may have health
\nTo live and taste the sweets of wealth,
\nAnd that his Lady long may be,
\nSharer of his felicity.
\nWhilst their dear children try to bless
\nThe noble pair with happiness.

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Now in conclusion, let me say,
\nI hope you’,ve past a happy day,
\nSo now goodbye, yea, one and all,
\nWhilst I am truly yours, HACKFALL

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Biographical notes.
\nJames Casmey was born in the East Indies about 1813.
\nIn 1851 he was living in Aldborough near Boroughbridge and in 1861 he was there with his wife Elizabeth nee Archer who he had married in 1838. He was a journeyman nailmaker. At that time he had 4 children. Jane aged 11yrs. Mary aged 8yrs. William aged 3 and Charlotte Eliza 9 months. A previous child James had died aged 5yrs in 1855.
\nIn 1871 he had moved to Staincross Common, Darton, Barnsley and he was still there in 1881, still a nailmaker. He died in Brighouse on 24.12.1886.