| borobadge Posted on 14/5 23:33 | |
| The River Teisus... | |
To Stockton next, whose fair neat streets proclaim, Clocina (1) there does not presume to reign. By thee enrich'd, fair TEISA, merchants here Like princes, all magnificent appear: With Pallas' (2) spirit ship-wrights are inspir'd, Of her their noble art they have acquir'd. Smooth TEISA gently glides away from hence To Potrach, ships of burden now advance To take the loading that the keels have brought Around we see: the little barges float Some busy, take away their foreign store, Others,of our own produce, are bringing more Like the muscular heart's velocity, Where the systole and the diastole agree. By fits to drive away,and to retain The crimson blood, while vital pow'rs remain: Th' affairs of life in equal tenor run, All in a circle imitate the sun. Some houses next we see, that bear the name Of Newport, but they scarce attention claim. Here limpid TEISA'S waters form an isle, Rich, fertile, as great vivifying Nile; Where verdant liquorish in plenty grows, Fair pectoral plant! rosy health oft flows From thy sweet medical, balsamic pow'r! Relieving often in the needful hour, The faint labouring lungs, when almost spent; From gracious heav'n are healing simples sent. While we survey the brute creation o'er, (Amidst fair nature's universal store) We find they choose their physic and their food; Rejecting noxious herbs,they take the good; Such virtue in herbs did the Grecians feign, That by their use youth was reflor'd again; This secret, friendly unto human life, Was known alone to Jason's royal wife. Now Cleveland's busy port (3) , my Muse, we view! To beauteous TEISA here we bid adieu: United with the sea, she forms a bay In whose wide bosom barks commodious lay: Bellona has not thunder'd on this shore, Its foaming surge ne'er blushed with human gore These humble barks no slaught'ring engines know, Their guards are honest tars, who freely go To ransack distant earth, the stormy sea. All to bring back wealth to their lov'd country. Attempting thus, with unambitious strain, To please some rural Nymph,or country swain; Father TEISUS rear'd his reverend head, The winds to peace were hush'd, while thus he said: Accept our thanks,O northern female bard Who to attempt our daughter's praise has dar'd. 1 Clocina Roman goddess of sewers and latrines! 2 Pallas Another name for Greek Goddess Athena . (Incidentally it's also where the word Palladium comes from) 3 Port Cleveland . A former name of Cargo Fleet --- Post edited by borobadge on 14/5 23:50 --- | |
| moxzin87 Posted on 14/5 23:53 | |
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Reads like George Chapman, or Blake. Who wrote it? --- Post edited by moxzin87 on 14/5 23:56 --- | |
| borobadge Posted on 15/5 0:21 | |
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in 1778..Anne Wilson. | |
| Stepper_T Posted on 15/5 0:23 | |
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Very good. | |
| peako_from_the_boro Posted on 15/5 9:04 | |
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That's excellent, and once again brings up the argument that Cleveland is more appropriate than Teesside to describe the region. One for Pancrack to launch into. | |
| HolgateWall Posted on 15/5 9:08 | |
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Where did you find that. Great stuff. | |
| longster Posted on 15/5 9:09 | |
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That is superb! | |
