AL'INGTON Knoll it stands up high, Guidin' the sailors sailin' by, Stands up high fer all to see Cater the marsh and crost the sea. Al'ington Knoll's a mound a top, With a dick all round and it's bound to stop, For them as made it in them old days Sees to it well that theer it stays, For that ol' Knoll is watched so well By drownded men let outen Hell; They watches well and keeps it whole For a sailor's mark—the goodly Knoll. Farmer Finn as farms the ground Tried to level that goodly mound, But not a chap from Lydd to Lym' Thought that job were meant for him. Finn 'e fetched a chap fro' th' Sheeres, One o' yer spunky devil-may-keeres, Giv him a shovel and pick and spade, Promised him double what we was paid. He digged till ten, and he muddled on Till he'd digged up a sword and a skillington— A grit old sword as long as me, An' grit ol' bones as you could see. He digged and digged the livelong day, Till the sun went down in Fairlight Bay; He digged and digged, and behind his back The lamps shone out and the marsh went black, And the sky in the west went black from red, An' the wood went black—an' the man was dead. But wheer he'd digged the chark shone white Out to sea like Calais light. Al'ington Knoll it stands up high, Guidin' the sailors sailin' by, Stands up high for all to see Cater the marsh and crost the sea. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SNOWFLAKES by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW SONG OF THE SERPENT-CHARMERS by EDWIN ARNOLD A STREET SKETCH by JOSEPH ASHBY-STERRY JAMESON'S RIDE by ALFRED AUSTIN TO HIS WORSHIPFULL GOOD FRIEND, MAISTER JOHN STEVENTON by RICHARD BARNFIELD THE FLOWER GIRL (REIGN OF QUEEN ANNE) by WILLIAM ROSE BENET THE CLOISTER OF THE FALLING SNOW by SYLVIA HORTENSE BLISS DARTMOOR: SUNSET AT CHAGFORD: RESPONDENT DHMIOURGOS by THOMAS EDWARD BROWN |